Married To My Billionaire Stepbrother novel Chapter 321

Chapter 321: Food Especially Made For Her

"I apologize on my friend’s behalf," Charlotte immediately took action, seeing the situation was about to get out of hand. "Please forgive her." She immediately turned to Natalie. "Ms. Natalie, I apologize to you as well. We are the same age, but my friend seemed to lose her composure today. Though I do believe you can be magnanimous and forgive her. What do you think?"

Briena, who was expecting a good show, now furrowed her brows upon seeing Charlotte being defeated by Natalie. This bitch, I wonder how she always saves herself? Even someone powerful like this princess failed in front of her. This Charlotte is truly useless.

Natalie could see the disappointment in Briena’s eyes. She turned her attention back to Charlotte. "As you apologized, sure, I won’t pursue this matter, but..." Natalie looked at Rina. "The one who caused it still has to make amends for what she did. I don’t see her cleaning the mess. It might improve my mood, and I might just forget what happened today."

Natalie was forcing Charlotte to make a choice—to humiliate her own friend. Charlotte was the organizer, and she could not fail, especially when the real princess of this kingdom was bound to threaten her position sooner or later.

Charlotte turned to Rina. "Apologize to everyone and clean this mess."

Rina was shocked. "Charlotte, what are you saying? I am the daughter of the richest family in Belvorn, and you want me to do such a thing? I did all of it for you..."

"Shut up, Rina," Charlotte interrupted before she could spout more nonsense and expose her intentions. "Just do as I say. Your family won’t be pleased to know what happened today."

When Charlotte threatened her with her family, Rina had no choice but to obey. Soon, a broom and trash carrier were given to her.

Natalie, you bitch. Just wait and see what I do to you later, Rina swallowed her anger and continued cleaning the floor, which seemed to be a really difficult task for her as she had never done this before.

Everyone was delighted to see this arrogant rich girl forced to do a lowly task.

Natalie chuckled inwardly. Did you take me for a pushover? Just dream on.

Others started to talk about them.

"A daughter from a rich family but lacks civic sense."

"Why would the princess have such friends? As a royal, she should have someone like Ms. Natalie as her friend."

"With such friends around her, the princess will surely bring trouble upon herself. She should choose her friends wisely."

"Maybe the royal family should include lessons on how to choose friends."

The murmurs continued non-stop, with everyone criticizing Charlotte in some way or another, which left her fuming.

Charlotte looked at Natalie, who offered her a smirk, her eyes carrying a mysterious glint. It scared Charlotte, and she wondered, Does she know she is the princess? Is she here to claim my place for real?

Everyone resumed eating, except for Natalie.

Charlotte had no choice but to speak, as she could not let Natalie leave without having a meal—otherwise, she would be criticized again.

"Ms. Natalie, please proceed to have your meal. If you do not like anything, let me know. I will ask the chef to prepare something that you like," Charlotte offered.

"Thank you, but no need. I don’t want my plate to be knocked over by someone again and again. I’ll head back to my hotel," Natalie said and turned to leave, a light smirk playing on her lips.

She didn’t really want to eat and could have a meal once she was back at the hotel. The food here was different from her country’s cuisine and didn’t really satisfy her palate. But the drama that had unfolded today was worth stuffing a few bites of that foreign food.

Before Natalie could take a few steps ahead, a row of servers holding several trays filled with numerous delicacies entered the banquet hall, led by a man in a stylish suit who appeared to be in his mid-twenties.

Charlotte was displeased to see this man and asked coldly, "Rhys, what are you doing here, and what’s the meaning of all this?"

Natalie raised a brow, wondering who this esteemed guest could be—someone with enough power to arrange such a meal in the middle of a banquet hosted by the royal family. Is it Justin? Only he cares about me this much. But he’s not here... is he?

Well, whoever it is, I shall surely enjoy the meal, as they have put so much effort into it. That would be another slap to these bitches.