Yara glared at Nathan in anger as she demanded, “What did you just say?”
All eyes shifted to Nathan as they waited to see how the situation would evolve.
“I called you a B-*-T-C-H and asked you to let her go. Do you have a problem with that?”
A b*tch!
Yara was incensed when she heard that insult coming from Nathan again. She charged toward him in fury. “You a**hole! How dare you talk like that to me. I'll rip you to pieces!”
She stretched her hands out, ready to give the man a good scratching, but Nathan did not back off.
He raised his hand and slapped her in the face.
Immediately, blood poured out of her mouth as her cheek swelled. It took her a while before she could come back to her senses after the unexpected impact.
Holding her cheek with a trembling hand, Yara shook her head in disbelief. “Y-y-you! How dare you!” “You brought this on yourself,” he said calmly.
Yara was already quivering in rage when Wesson finally got a grip on himself.
He had poured in effort and time to make sure things turned out as planned. His intention was to make sure the foreigners had a pleasant experience tonight by hooking them up with the women. Yet, he had not expected Nathan to get involved and mess everything up.
His face darkened as he walked over. “Look here, young man. I don't remember seeing you at our school.
You can't just barge in and ruin—” “Shut the f*ck up!”
Nathan cut him short. He did not have patience for someone like Wesson.
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