A Cue for Love (Natalie and Samuel)

Chapter 352 An Entourage Of Lawyers

Yandel left the company and sped toward the police station downtown in his Maybach.

Dream Corporation’s legal team followed closely behind in a huge bus. The entourage consisted of tens

of lawyers.

The legal director had a vague idea that they were on a mission to rescue someone out of prison, but the

rest of the legal team were completely clueless as to why they were tagging along. Even so, they could

tell from the number of lawyers present that the issue was of a large magnitude.

However, when they pulled up by the roadside, the legal team was astounded to see the number of

busses and luxury cars parked in front of the police station.

This is insane!

What is up with today?

What could possibly demand the presence of so many lawyers and attorneys?

The police station was jam-packed with people. Yandel, Ross, and the legal director managed to shove

their way in while the rest of the legal team were on standby on the bus.

Familiar faces greeted them once they entered.

Samuel, Steven, Hans, Yana, and Shawn had gathered at the police station.

Yandel and Ross exchanged looks as they both realized that they were late to the party; Natalie already

had a whole rescue team made up of people who were far more prominent and influential than the

Dream Corporation.

In other circumstances, Yandel would have been jealous that he was not Natalie’s only knight in shining

armor, but he had more important things to deal with at the moment.

Knowing that Natalie had so many people rallying for her release, Yandel heaved a sigh of relief.

It was a rarity for so many wealthy families to convene at the police station, let alone with so many

attorneys in tow. Moreover, the attorneys were the crème de la crème of Dellmoor.

Although Natalie had been brought down to the station to be interviewed about the alleged poisoning,

she was not a suspect of the crime. Hence, the police department never expected that so many bigshots

would show up to bail her out.

Knowing that they could not afford to cross these people, the police took extra caution when they

interrogated Natalie.

Hans’ lawyers were the first to arrive. They cut to the chase and started to handle the paperwork for

Natalie’s bail.

As the officer on duty recorded the necessary details, he asked, “Who is the surety?”

“Me.”

“Me.”

“Me.”

All the occupants of the room volunteered in unison, rendering the officer speechless.

Who in the world is this woman? What power does she hold over these people that they would rush to

bail her out without batting an eyelid?

The police officer was in awe. After all, being a surety was grueling and unrewarding. While Natalie was

out on bail, any problems she stirred up would have to be borne by the surety.

“So, who will it be?” The officer asked once again.

“Me.” Samuel took the initiative and signed his name on the paper. “She’s with me.”

“Oh, all right.”

The process of bailing Natalie out was not a speedy one. It took up to forty minutes to finish up the

paperwork.

To prevent Natalie from fleeing, the police attached an ankle monitor to Natalie before allowing her to

leave.

The group swarmed toward Natalie the moment she stepped out.

“Natalie, are you all right?”

“Boss, you scared us!”

“The Watsons family will follow up on this case. Don’t worry. We won’t let you receive an unjust

conviction.”

A lump rose to Natalie’s throat as she scanned the group of people that cared for her.

When she first returned, it felt like it was only her and Yandel against the world.

She dared not even imagine that she would form such deep bonds within a few months.

She longed to express her gratitude, but a more urgent matter popped up in her mind—Lia was still in

the hospital. “There is something that I must attend to immediately. After everything is over, I’ll catch you

up on the details,” Natalia excused herself apologetically.

Everyone nodded in understanding.

Samuel brought Natalie to the hospital.

His expression darkened when his gaze fell upon the bulky device on Natalie’s left ankle.

Although the ankle monitor did not physically impede Natalie, it portrayed her as a suspect. Furthermore,

it stripped her of any privacy as her location was constantly exposed, courtesy of the global positioning

system embedded in the device.

Natalie was keenly aware of the air of displeasure that surrounded Samuel. She knew that the man

cherished her deeply and loathed seeing her accused wrongfully.

It was only natural that she would feel upset about being unreasonably pinned as a suspect.

However, with Samuel on her side, the negative feelings dissipated.

“It must have hurt when your grandfather beat you, didn’t it?” Natalie said as she gently caressed his

palm. “I’ll tend to the wounds on your back once I save Lia.” Her voice was soft and mellow, filled with

anguish on his behalf.

Samuel was overwhelmed with emotion as he gazed at her dainty face.

This woman! How can I not love her?

Lowering his head, Samuel captured Natalie’s lips with his own. It wasn’t a light peck on the lips but

rather a long, lingering kiss, as if he yearned to convey his indescribable feelings to the core of her soul.