A Cue For Love

A Cue for Love Chapter 473

A Hundred Bottles of Wine To Empty

The man’s inflection had the warmth of jade, yet it had the coolness of the thawing snow in spring.

Natalie’s taut heartstrings were given a reprieve. She glared at the man who had shielded her behind him, bewildered.

If not for his timely appearance, her right eye would have probably been laid to waste there and then.

When one of Gerik’s subordinates went down with a broken wrist, the fearfulness of the other was apparent when he regarded Bastien.

“What are you standing there for! Get him!” Gerik yelled. “Pull a knife on them and show them what’s what!”

The subordinate spat and brought out a switchblade which he unsheathed before he charged in Bastien’s direction.

“Die!”

With a kick, the blade was sent scuttling across the floor by Bastien’s deft foot before it even got anywhere close.

Though disarmed, the man sprawled on the floor remained obviously undeterred. He reached across for that switchblade in anticipation of using it against Bastien and Natalie afterward but Bastien was quicker and beat him to the punch.

got to that blade first and then stabbed it cleanly

Accompanying that man’s bloodcurdling scream was a blinding spurt of crimson that splashed across the

amongst men, Bastien’s movements were swift and decisive, and he transited from one motion to another

to send Gerik staggering back in

big misunderstanding. We don’t have to

“Okay.” Bastien nodded.

began to quietly rejoice in the belief that his counterpart had agreed to a truce

until Bastien’s

the two writhing on the floor and the third stricken upon the couch, Joseph

in a hundred bottles of

highly efficient and managed to lug in a hundred bottles of expensive wine which

“T-This is?”

single bottle unemptied and without spilling a single drop, and you’ll be free to walk away.” There was not a single billow between his brows when he spoke.

Gerik’s eyeballs almost popped.

joke, never mind a hundred bottles of wine. This

you not show some mercy and let me off?” Gerik’s legs went limp beneath him and brought him onto

no interest whatsoever

on him,

“Will do, Mr. Nine.”