Married To My Billionaire Stepbrother - 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.”

Ivan met her gaze with a questioning look, still dealing with the pain, and watched her leave.

Once Natalie drove away in her car, Briena turned to Charlotte. “Why did you let her go?”

“Shut up!” Charlotte snapped furiously. “You two, just leave.”

Briena was taken aback by her anger but said, “I’m sorry, Charlotte. That Natalie always—”

“Briena, just leave for a while. I’ll see you in the evening,” Charlotte said, trying to regain her composure before walking away. She needed to talk to her grandfather right away.

Briena had no choice but to leave with Ivan. She took him to the doctor, where he was diagnosed with a fractured jaw that needed treatment.

Once it was done, Briena asked, “Why did you go to her? Do you still harbor feelings for her?”

In response, Ivan closed his eyes and leaned back against the car seat. He had already booked a flight back to Imperial City, as he had no desire to stay here with his broken jaw.

Briena could only swallow her bitterness in silence and curse Natalie.

Inside the car that Natalie was traveling in, the air was unusually calm.

Ryan was driving, while John sat quietly in the passenger seat.

Natalie, seated in the back, still remembered John’s furious expression. It was common for him to hit someone, but he always did so with a calm and collected demeanor—he never lost his temper. But this time… She sighed inwardly.

Ryan finally broke the silence. “Tsk! I missed my chance to get my hands on him.”

“Do you need an invitation for that?” John countered. “Or were you frozen in place?”

Ryan chuckled. “I was just considering not putting Ms. Natalie in a difficult situation.”

“If not for that, I would have killed that bastard,” John spat. “But where will he go? Sooner or later, he’ll be in my hands.”

“Let me share the burden. It’s been a while since we’ve had some real action.”

“Find your own target. That Ivan Brown is mine,” John replied.

“You sounded even more possessive than Briena Ford just now,” Ryan teased.

John glared at him. “What did you eat today to be this talkative?”

Ryan chuckled. “I was just trying to ease the tension you created.”

“Why don’t you step out of the car and let me beat you? That might ease the tension even better.”

“Maybe later,” Ryan said. “For now, we’re on duty.”

“If you two want to spar, go ahead. I’ll entertain myself as a viewer and might even rate your performance,” Natalie commented.

The two men suddenly remembered Natalie’s presence in the car and fell silent.