Chapter 646
It was Marico. He sauntered over to Natalie and her daughter.
“A whole crowd of you, bullying a woman and a child, and you call yourselves righteous? Fucking hilarious.”
He glanced at them, then turned, positioning himself protectively in front of them. He shot a sneer at the grim-faced Hamilton.
“Especially some of the grown men in this crowd, yapping louder than a pack of dogs. I guess you really think of yourselves as animals.”
“Marico!” Hamilton gritted his teeth. “This has nothing to do with you!”
“Of course it doesn’t. I’m just enjoying the show. But it’s starting to make my blood boil.”
“And you think you’re so great?”
“Oh, I’m no saint. But when even a guy like me can’t stand to watch, you have to admit you’re acting like a complete piece of shit.”
“You!”
“Of course, I’m not entirely sure you’re even human to begin with.”
Hamilton’s fists clenched. He hadn’t actually intended to make things difficult for them. But he didn’t have to; he hadn’t planned to trouble them.
“Natalie, take your daughter and get out of here. Now.”
He looked at her, but all he saw in her eyes was pure hatred and disgust.
“Don’t push your luck…”
Before Hamilton could finish, Marico blocked his view of Natalie.
“Why don’t you just throw a punch? I’ll even cheer for you.”
Hamilton snapped, grabbing Marico by the collar. He’d had enough of him.
Marico let himself be grabbed, not only unfazed but smirking. It was a nasty smile. “Oh, did I hit a nerve?”
“Sir!”
At the sound of Kristin’s voice, Hamilton’s heart skipped a beat. He looked at her, only to realize she was looking at Marico.
For some reason, it felt like a sharp blow to his chest, a pang of hurt and panic.
“I didn’t steal Queena’s hair clip. Do you believe me?”
That question was also for Marico.
Marico pushed Hamilton away and knelt to look Kristin in the eye, a slight smile on his lips.
“Was the hair clip pretty?”
Kristin thought for a moment. “It was okay.”
“Did you like it?”
“I don’t like it.”
“Well, if you don’t even like it, then you definitely didn’t take it.”
At his words, Kristin’s eyes lit up. “You believe me?”
“Of course I believe you.”
Kristin beamed. “You’re the second person to believe me, after my mommy.”
Marico shook his head. “Actually, a lot of people believe you didn’t steal it.” “No, they all said I did.”
“They just like watching a spectacle. They like to follow the crowd and
see an innocent person squirm. when they can’t defend themselves. He looked up and scanned the onlookers. “Am I wrong?”
Many of them looked away, feeling guilty.
It was true. That little boy was always on set, and everyone knew what a brat he was. As for Queena, she was notoriously bossy and unreasonable.
But they didn’t think it was worth
getting involved. Why would themet
risk offending Maria, and more importantly, Hamilton for a woman and child they barely knew?
“Who was it that said the security cameras were broken?” Marico raised an eyebrow.
No one spoke up this time.
“Well then, let me show you all something interesting.”
Marico led the crowd back into the ballroom, where surveillance footage was now
playing on the large screen-footage from the terrace outside.