Chapter 147 Teach You a Lesson
The man's disdainful attitude implied that Natalie was all show and no substance.
The so-called female CEO was just a more flattering persona. She was just a divorced, rich woman.
What did she have to be proud of?
Natalie's expression was indifferent, her lips curling into a mocking smile.
Her voice was extremely cold. "Yes, I just don't want to be friendly with you!"
Under the lights, Natalie was dazzling and coldly beautiful.
She didn't need any extra expressions; just one look was enough to crush the man in front of her.
What was he worth?
Even if she gave him some dignity, did he deserve it?
She didn't want to stay here for even half a second and immediately stood up, planning to find Kelly.
Many people around noticed the commotion.
The man felt both embarrassed and angry. He grabbed her arm and started cursing, "Natalie, do you really think you're so great? You're just an abandoned woman, divorced, and you really think you're still worth something? It's already good enough that someone is offering you a drink. Who are you putting on this act for? Tell me, how much can I buy you for a drink? I have plenty of money..."
Before he could finish, a glass of wine was thrown in his face. Natalie moved so fast!
The man didn't even notice that the glass in her hand was empty. The wine splashed all over his face, the liquid dripping down his head in a sorry state.
Natalie rubbed her arm, her gaze extremely cold. "Talking so rudely, I think you need to sober up. You? You want to pay me to have a drink with you?"
She laughed scornfully, shaking her head as she looked him up and down, taking in his flashy attire.
He looked expensive, but truly wealthy people never wore brands that screamed their value.
Natalie teased. "You can't afford it."
Compared to the furious, rich man in front of her, she was a queen who brooked no opposition!
She smiled arrogantly, her gaze carrying an unapproachable distance, an innate nobility. Her aura was absolutely superior!
A blaze of anger burned in the man's chest, his rationality nearly lost.
With so many people watching, how dare Natalie treat him like this?
If he backed down this time, he would be everyone's laughingstock!
He thought in anger, 'She is just a woman Gabriel didn't want. How dare she be so arrogant?'
He shouted, "I have to teach you a lesson!"
The rich man gritted his teeth, raising his arm to slap Natalie's pretty face—Unexpectedly, before his hand could come down, a tall shadow rushed in front of him, pulling Natalie behind.
Then, a kick landed on the rich man's chest, sending him flying. He rolled on the ground several times, curling up in pain, wailing miserably.
Natalie's wrist was held by someone. Those hands were long and beautiful, like works of art. A familiar yet strange scent surrounded her, with a faint hint of alcohol. It was the man she had once been infatuated with countless times.
In the past, she wanted to get close to him but didn't dare.
But now, she only wanted to retreat, to quickly get away.
It was Gabriel. He stood in front of her, his tall figure overshadowing her. After seeing his features clearly, Natalie quickly pulled her hand away.
She stepped back, keeping her distance.
Gabriel noticed her action, his brows furrowing slightly, feeling a bit disappointed.
But he hid it quickly.
At this moment, Leo hurried over, looking at Gabriel and the rich man on the ground.
He was very surprised. "Eugene, are you crazy?"
His family only ran a small, insignificant company, not even notable in Rottloe.
How dare he provoke Natalie?
And he even tried to make a move?
