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.