Chapter 228: Face Slap [2]_1

"Nathalie!"

"Nathalie, happy birthday."

"Heehee, Nathalie, may you have this day every year and this morning every season! May you be happy every day and get into a first-tier university!"

No sooner had she walked over than Jhovany Sullivan and the others surrounded her, each eagerly offering their blessings.

Just after Jhovany Sullivan wished her success in getting into a first-tier university, a tall and handsome man behind her grabbed her little shoulder bag and pulled her away. Justin Wafford glanced at her disdainfully and said, "Could you please not curse Nathalie?"

Jhovany Sullivan, true to her name, was on the adorable side, not very tall, and when combined with Justin Wafford's height—the tallest among Class A boys—the discrepancy made the action of carrying her bag seem like he was carrying a little chick, which infuriated her to the point her face turned red and she flailed, wanting to bite him to death.