The Pride Game

Chapter 34

On the street, a beautiful woman, with long hair and a calculator is always with her, was walking with her hips swaying. She is a dazzling beauty, but no one dares to touch her, her chest is significant and inviting, but no man will dare to touch her. She was smart and intelligent, but no man too stupid would dare to argue with her.

All men bow under her feet. This woman is like a goddess of perfection that not even a man can match. Only a shameless rich man like Mr. Frans alone was able to captivate her heart.

Her face was smiling as she passed the crowds there. An evil aura and thirst for blood emanated from this woman's body.

She is strong, rich, intelligent, beautiful, and feared.

Her bodyguards ran from behind. They gasped for breath, about to report to the woman.

"Miss...Miss..." called the bodyguards in unison.

The woman's face immediately turned sour, and the surrounding temperature dropped; even though the woman hasn't spoken at all.

It was noon, and the sun had already gone up, as a sign of the time that the day had begun, but why did the guards feel cold? They shivered to death. Every word uttered by the woman was like an ice spear that shot swiftly and precisely into the hearts of her guards. The words were sharp and cold, although the woman's expression was flat and soulless.

When this woman asked, "What's wrong?" The guards lowered their heads, none of whom dared to explain to the woman what they had experienced with their heads held high.

It was better not to cause trouble with this woman; her existence was too intimidating.

She was too strong to fight.

The guards' voices trembled as they said, "Miss, we saw that useless human earlier," reported one of the guards who bowed too profoundly.

One of the woman's eyebrows rose. "Who is that useless human you are referring to? Is that useless human you! If that person is you, then you now know the consequences if I take care of a useless person?"

The bodyguard who intended to report about Jonathan by saying that the man was a useless human was immediately frightened; he shivered because the words he had just said had backfired on himself. Now her boss, Miss Clara, even said that he was a useless human being.

Her bodyguard had stood up, straightened his body, and his mouth was wide open while his hands were waving in a swift motion. "No! Not me, Miss. You can ask my friend if this is true or not." With that said, this bodyguard was throwing the hot ball at his friend who was next to him.

Spontaneously, his friend, who had just been appointed, stepped on the foot of the man who wanted to free himself at this time.

Unlucky! I'll give you something bad later! cursed the guard who had just stepped on the foot of the guard next to him.

The woman named Clara became angry, her face turned red, and she almost pulled out a gun from the bag she was carrying. "Do you two want to die?" she asked in a soft voice.

Damn it! growled the guard who the first guard bullied. Miss Clara is a heartless woman, and she will quickly get rid of anything she doesn't like.

When there was still no answer, Miss Clara immediately pulled out her gun and said in a loud voice, "Hurry up and say it! You two think I have as much time as you guys! Huh! I'll give you three seconds if you don't finish your sentence; I promise, my weapon will hurt you!" Her yelling made the guards numb, and they couldn't think of anything else.

"One... two--"

"Miss ... Miss ... actually the happened like this ... we saw Jonathan here earlier, but he immediately ran away and accidentally hit the fruit seller. The fruit man was furious, and when the man ran away from us, unexpectedly the fruit seller shouted that Jonathan was a thief."

"What?"

The other bodyguards thought that Miss Clara should get a more complete explanation, since then he took the initiative to explain it in detail. "Let me to explain it clearly, Miss ... Jonathan saw us here, he was scared and was about to avoid us, we chased him, and he ran. The reckless slapped the fruit seller's hand instead, which made the fruit seller angry with him. When Jonathan ran away, the fruit seller said, shouting that Jonathan was a thief--" Before her bodyguards finished providing information, with one hand waving lazily, Clara shouted at them, "I already know that part! Don't repeat what you've said before! I don't want to hear the same thing for the second time!" She became so angry that she was about to shoot the bullet in the faces of her guards.

"Please don't, Boss!"

"Please don't, Boss!"

"Please don't, Boss!"

The woman was furious. "Quickly say it by not repeating the same sentence!"

At that time around them, many people became the center of attention.

A guard who was still protecting their heads then said, "Then he was beaten so badly, and some reporters came in, they made a report saying that the man was the victim of a mishandling."

The woman was so annoyed with her men who always missed Jonathan, she was annoyed, but her irritation grew when her men said, "Now Jonathan is being treated at the hospital by Mr. Frans."

Clara's mouth was wide open. Why is that bastard so lucky! Clara growled in her heart.

Squinting her eyes, she asked in a high voice, "Is what you said true?"

The guards immediately lowered their heads. "Yes that's true ... that's true ... what I said is true. I'm not lying. You can ask Mr. Frans."

Not waiting long, the woman immediately contacted Frans with an annoyed face.

Fran's cell phone line is busy. Clara had tried it many times.

Huh! What is that pervert doing now! Clara snapped in her heart. She wanted to get the truth about Jonathan; she didn't want Jonathan to delay his payment. Jonathan had been in arrears countless times, and she didn't like being toyed with like this, especially now that Frans was helping him. Isn't this an insult to her! She was so upset.

Finally, she gripped the phone tightly, then said, "Where is the hospital Jonathan is at?"

This is what her men fear. Reporters are patronizing Jonathan, and he's a trending topic due to the mishaps that occurred in the market this morning.

Her body was crushed and wounded so deeply. So the reporters have to tell the public that if they come to Jonathan, they will indeed be invaded by the citizens.

"I'll still go there!" Clara roared in great annoyance.