The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 69

"Amelia!"

Keira exclaimed, but seeing Nate standing expressionless, she could only cover her mouth in disbelief. She helplessly watched Amelia, who was in so much pain she could hardly make a sound, her face pale and sweaty, scared and seeking refuge in Lance's arms.

As for Lance, he looked shocked and then grimly serious.

He shielded Keira behind him and grabbed Nate's hand.

"Dude, don’t you think you went a bit overboard?"

Nate shook off Lance's hand, and Amelia let out another wail, collapsing to the ground.

"Mr. Olson, you can't tell right from wrong. If she hadn't hurt Miss Chloe in the first place, I wouldn't have done anything to her!"

"But she didn't do anything to you!"

Nate straightened up, taking a few steps from them without a word, brushing off his hands with apparent disgust.

"She messed with the wrong person," Nate said with a stern face.

The wrong person?

Lance frowned, his gaze involuntarily falling on Chloe, who was standing nearby, suspicion in his eyes.

Were these her friends? But how could she know these people?

Nate coldly replied, "You should be grateful it is me who stepped in. Trust me. It could have been much worse."

As for them, they hadn't messed up enough to warrant the master's personal involvement.

But clearly, they had done something to tick him off seriously.

After Nate spoke, he turned to the bodyguards standing nearby. Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

"Keep smashing. The boss doesn't like the look of this car. Trash it!"

Lance spun around, but the thugs started swinging their metal rods. The sound of shattering glass and metal clashing was too quick for Lance to attempt to stop.

Amelia's crying screams, and the sound of the smashed car echoed through New World Plaza.

Chloe's eyes flickered toward the unassuming Maybach parked in the distance.

As everything neared its end, Nate walked over to the Maybach, and the rear window slowly lowered.

From afar, the handsome side profile of a man was slowly revealed.

He had a high nose and sharp lips. The soft glow of the sunset lit up his face, outlining his unparalleled perfect features.

His profile exuded an air of supreme nobility.

So, he was here after all.

Chloe smiled, then quickly looked away.

Keira hid behind Lance, squinting at the half-face revealed in the car. Against the light, she couldn't see the man clearly. All she knew was that he was probably good-looking and had a distinguished aura. This man must come from a wealthy family.

Who was this man?

Were there men like this in P City? How had she never noticed?

The man's emotionless voice floated in the air almost the moment the car window stopped.

"Take her to the hospital. Compensate for the car normally ."

Amelia sat weakly on the ground, unable to see the opening of the Maybach's window nor the man's face.

All she knew was to hold her shoulders, crying until her voice was hoarse!

She felt angry and wronged. Everything she was going through now felt like a tragedy, all because of the man in the car.

"Can you afford to pay?"