Married To My Billionaire Stepbrother novel Chapter 339

Chapter 339: Scared Charlotte

"You asshole," John spat as he knelt on the ground, clutching Ivan’s collar like a ferocious beast. "If my gun hadn’t been seized before I entered the palace, I would have shot you right here. But trust me, my one hand is enough to strangle you to death."

Natalie couldn’t stop an enraged John—he was too fast, as if he had just been waiting for the opportunity to beat Ivan.

Ryan smirked wickedly. If John hadn’t acted first, I would have beaten the shit out of this bastard anyway. The asshole deserves to be beaten to death.

"John, calm down," Natalie ordered, seeing the palace guards hurrying toward them. "Let go of him."

John clenched his fists, unwilling to back down, but he didn’t want to put Natalie in more trouble. His actions might implicate her, and he knew better than to cause unnecessary problems.

A commotion had already stirred as the palace guards rushed over along with several onlookers.

Charlotte and Briena, who had been walking nearby, saw Ivan talking to Natalie. When they witnessed John hitting Ivan, they hurried toward the scene.

"Ivan, what happened?" Briena knelt next to him, her expression filled with worry.

"He was offering me to sleep with him, so my bodyguard broke his jaw to stop him from spouting such nonsense again," Natalie replied smugly.

"How dare you be violent within my palace’s premises?" Charlotte exclaimed. "Guards, arrest this man."

The guards obeyed the princess’s command and surrounded John. But John stood there, unbothered, his gaze still fixed on Ivan as if he wasn’t done with him yet.

Briena glared at Natalie. "You... You’re still seducing him...."

"Oh, shut up and take your garbage with you," Natalie interrupted her. She then turned to Charlotte. "He is my bodyguard and acted in my defense when some random man tried to trouble me...."

"He broke the rules inside the palace," Charlotte countered. "Not just him, but you will also be answerable for his violent actions."

John looked at Charlotte and was about to confess that it was his fault, but Natalie held his hand, stopping him.

Her gaze fixed on Charlotte, she said, "Charlotte, do you want to know what I just talked to Grandma about?"

Natalie deliberately called the queen Grandma instead of using her title. This made Charlotte more nervous than ever. ’Did she tell grandma she is her real granddaughter?’

"I’m sure that if I told you what we talked, you wouldn’t dare to stand here in front of me right now," Natalie added, her tone full of warning. "If I made it clear exactly who John was protecting, this guest of yours, Ivan Brown, might be punished severely. I hope you’re aware of the kind of punishment Belvorn law bestows when someone tries to harm a royal...."

"I get it," Charlotte interrupted before Natalie could explicitly address herself as a royal—the princess of this country. "There must be some misunderstanding here. You can leave with your bodyguards. I will take care of my guests."

Charlotte signaled the guards to disperse.

Natalie smirked playfully. ’It’s fun to mess with this brainless fake princess, using her own fear.’

Briena helped Ivan stand up, her eyes glaring daggers at Natalie.

Before turning to leave, Natalie looked at Ivan once more and said, "You called me a plaything?" She smirked as her gaze passed by Briena before moving back to Ivan. "Soon, you’ll realize the real plaything you had by your side all along."