A Cue for Love Chapter 186 You Cannot Afford Rachel saw that she bumped into a little boy about 1.7 meters tall.
Looking at her gold-rimmed glasses, which were a little crooked, and the freckles all over her face, Rachel thought that Natalie was one of the backstage staff.
She then raised her voice to Natalie. âI want you to apologize to me! Iâll not let you go if you hurt me!â
Listening to the voice, Natalie realized that Rachel was the arrogant person in the conversation just now.
How can she be so arrogant after bumping into someone? She must be either be an a**hole or she has friends in high places.
âDid I hurt you? If so, Iâll pay for the damages.â Natalie coldly narrowed her eyes and made an offer.
âYouâll pay for me? If I was really hurt, you definitely canât afford the treatment even if you starved yourself for ten years!â
Rachel wanted to give Natalie a hard time, but her phone suddenly rang.
âYouâre lucky Iâve got phone call. Otherwise, Iâll not let you off!â
She then glared at Natalie and turned around to answer the phone.
Natalie looked at her back with gritted teeth.
Whether or not this ends now isnât your call to make, little miss.
âSheâs always been like this. Because sheâs the third daughter of the famous director, Noah Lynch.
Sheâs used to being domineering. She talks like this to everyone, so donât take it to heart.â Wendy walked over to Natalie and sighed.
Natalie finally saw Wendy.
This girl was dressed in orange and dark green clothes. Her long black hair was combed in a unique bun. She had a pair of beautiful eyes and attractive facial features, which made people think she was an otherworldly being.
Natalie rarely thought other women were more beautiful than her.
But this girl in front of her made her think differently.
Seeing Natalie was silent, Wendy asked, âAre you okay?â
âIâm good.â Natalie shook her head.
âGlad to hear that.â Wendy smiled with teary-eyed.
âMs. Xander.â
âHow do you know me?â Wendy asked cautiously.
âI heard the conversation you had with that girl just now. I want to know your decision,â responded Natalie.
Wendy lowered her eyes and laughed. âHow can I choose? Is there anything I can do other than let her perform for me? Actually, I donât care if I canât go on stage. I just want to earn money for my fatherâs treatment with this dance.â
âYou still have time. Why are you giving up?â
âWhat else I can do if I donât give up? The makeup artists and costumers here knew I was being bullied by Rachel, but they couldnât do anything either. Nothing can change!â Wendy was crying.
âOthers canât do it, but I can,â said Natalie, a cunning look coming into her eyes.
âYou?â
âYes. I can.â
Natalie held Wendyâs hand and walked into the prop room.
There were many things inside, but Natalie immediately saw the piano in the corner.
âCan you hum the song youâll be dancing to?â Natalie then glanced at the bewildered Wendy and continued, âYou just need to hum. You donât have to be accurate.â
âYou want to play the piano?â Wendy questioned incredulously.
âYeah. Now you have the music. So, do you choose to fight or give up now?â
Time passed.
The auction had officially started, and all the guests were seated.
Yandel could not help but roam around the entire place again. Didnât the boss say she was coming to see the goods? Why did she disappear in a flash?