Owen let out an anguished shriek before covering his head and dropping to the ground.

“What are you doing, Naomi?” Michelle was stunned by Naomi's actions. She stood up from the couch, pointing at her in surprise.

“He just wants to sleep with you, silly. Can't you see they drugged our drinks over there?” Naomi said, wanting to drag Michelle out of the room.

“Stop them!” Owen immediately instructed his subordinate to stop the girls from leaving.

Upon receiving the order, the subordinate quickly got up, attempting to block the women's way.

However, before he could reach the door, Luna grabbed a beer mug and struck him on the back of his head, knocking him out cold.

Taking advantage of the chaos, Owen stood up and grabbed Naomi's arm with his blood-stained hand, preventing them from leaving.

Following this violent turn of events, the dimly lit KTV private room appeared like a scene from a horror film.

“Get lost! Stay away from me!” Terrified by Owen's demeanor, Naomi reflexively kicked him to defend herself.


Her instinctive reaction, prompted by fear, almost ended the man's chance of fathering a child in the future.

Owen was in so much pain that he could barely speak. He crouched on the ground and broke out in a cold sweat as the color drained from his face.

“What are you waiting for? Let's get out of here!” Luna, the first to come to her senses, grabbed their hands and dragged them out of the room.

Meanwhile, Harold arrived after receiving Luna's call.

“What happened?” he asked, confused by the sight of the three women fleeing in panic.

“Luna, I thought you said this jerk is your bodyguard? Is this how he protects you?” Naomi, who had yet to regain her composure, retorted sarcastically to Harold's question.

“It's a long story. I'll fill you in once we get out of here.” Luna did not have time to explain in detail.

Just as she was ready to leave the KTV with the two women, a few thugs got in their way at the exit of the premises.

Each of them had a steel pipe in their hands, and the three women were frightened out of their wits.

The leader of the bunch snorted in anger. “How dare you injure Mr. Sunderland? Do you think you can run away so easily?”

Those men exploded in rage when they received a call and learned about what the girls did.

Owen came from the Sunderland family, one of the top ten prestigious families in Xenhall, and he was a part of the upper echelons of society.

If Owen were to assign blame, not only would the KTV owner be in trouble, but those ordered to look after the premises would also be held accountable.

Harold stared at the thugs with steel pipes and said to the women, “I'll hold them back. You go first!”

Unlike when he was at Luna's clinic, he was now uncertain if he could handle them because he was suffering from amnesia.
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