NovelOnlineChapter 0052 As Mark stood grounded before me, Sandra suddenly fell silent and the men respectfully took quick steps back.
Then before he said anything, he signaled for the bartender to cover. The lanky boy who seemed to be covering his shift, with his eyes wide, didn't hesitate to run to Mark.
"Good day, sir," he bent his head in greeting, his hand firmly by his side. He seemed to be doing his best not to look my way. I didn't blhim, he just watchedsmash a bottle on a man's head. "Go to whoever your boss is and get every single person, apart from us, to get out of this bar. I'll settle the bills." He bobbed his head eagerly, "Yes sir! Right away sir!" Then he turned and fled.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtI reasoned why Mark would do that then I concluded that he had a point. We all cfrom well known families in elite society but I didn't care. There is no way anything that leaks out of this ruckus will cause harm to my reputation. Since no one, apart from the employees at Atelier studios, really knew that I co owned the company, I didn't really have any image to protect.
Everything and everyone seemed to still, watching the customers of the bar file out srushed out while sdid so very calmly as they looked our way, still interested in whatever was going to unfold.
Joel still knelt there clutching his head and Sandra knelt beside him while she also watched the people leave the cafe. I took the opportunity of her unguarded state and slapped her hard on her face. She fell back with a scream then in swift motion, I straddled her and began to scratch at her face.
I didn't need to be told anymore. I was sure she was the one that had scratched Bella's face, Joel didn't have the nails to do that.
Sandra screamed and covered her face in tears. "You bitch!" Her voice she screamed out crazily, "Get off me! I made sure I made a cut or two apart from the bruises I'd inflicted on her face and neck. I suddenly felt strong arms wrap around my stomach and I was being pulled back.
"That's enough, Sydney." Mark's words drifted to my ears as he forcedbehind him.
I pushed away from him, untangling his arms from around me.
Sandra scrambled to her feet, "You demented bitch!" Her voice was hoarse with bitterness and hatred. You dare to scratch my face!" Then her bitter gaze met mine and in a blur, she threw herself atbut Mark held her before she could reach me.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Have scourtesy and let them leave!" Mark's voice was hard as he gritted out and nodded at the people still taking their tto leave.
"Letgo!" Sandra roughly pulled away from him, eyeing me. Then she turned to Joel, who still had his head in his hands, trying to stop it from bleeding. I eyed his bloody hands and seriously wished the impact of the hit on his head had knocked him unconscious.
"Look at her, Joel! Look at what she has done to my face!" Her lips trembled and her eyes glinted with 1/2 Chapter 0052 +25 BORUS unshed tears, "She dared to hitand you just remained there, crouched there like scoward!" By m this time, all the people were already out of the bar, even the men behind us were gone and the door had been locked. Now it was just us.
Joel, hearing Sandra cries, struggled to get on his feet and no one even bothered to assist him. He grunted as he swayed for a while, his eyelids half closed. "You're Grace's friend?" He groaned out. "What's your business with that?" "Mark! She hitand you're asking her a stupid question?!" Sandra and I blurted out the stime.
He closed his eyes and groaned smore. Then he feebly shook his head and managed to lookup and his gaze riveted to Mark, "Your wife almost killedjust now and now she's attacking my girlfriend and you just remain there?" Mark shrugged and when he spoke up, he surprisedwith his words. "Every action Sydney takes always has a reason. I'm sure she isn't just doing all of these just for the fun of it."
Joel took a step back and looked at his friend like he was seeing him for the first time, "Are you for reabright now? That's all you have to say? You had better explain and apologize to her now or we won't let it go." He turned to me, "I swear you'll rot in jail for this."
I sneered, "You asshole! You're really great, aren't you? You have the nerve and cruelness to hold your m girlfriend e had girlfriend and let your whore beat her up! And you still have the nerve to threaten me. How low can you stoop?" "Mark," he clenched his jaw, then raised a bloody finger as his expression grew stern, "Talk to your wife. My girlfriend isn't a whore!" Like RICH WOMEN? These women desperately want a mature men! JOIN NOW *Waming* these rich women will persue you.
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