Chapter 3. Be My Girlfriend

Natalie gasped. A woman wearing the uniform of the head housemaid stood behind her, looking alert and probing. She was about 40 years old.

“I...” Natalie felt scared and confused. She glanced downstairs and then quickly shook her head. “Can you-”

“Of course!” The head maid interrupted loudly and gave her a sharp look. She grabbed Natalie’s hand and dragged her downstairs. “Sir, someone’s looking for you!”

Dante sat in a large, classic velvet armchair. Alex stood beside him, while in front of him, a subordinate was beating Tomas mercilessly. The man with the surname Vittorio looked like a king, watching over them with a cold heart.

“Miss Smith, please help me!” shouted Tomas, whose body was already battered. Seeing Natalie was like seeing an angel to him. He tried to crawl towards her, but Brent’s subordinates immediately kicked him to the ground.

“Why are you doing this?” Natalie asked Dante cautiously. She was still a little taken aback by the head mai