Find Me In Your Labyrinth

Chapter 880

Estelle’s gaze was cold, “Who’s Ken?”,

“Over there!” The man pointed, craning his neck.

Following the man’s direction, Magdalen spotted a group of men in the VIP section. A man in his thirties, with greyish white hair and a wicked grin, sat in the middle. Seeing their gaze, he lifted his glass in a toast.

Magdalen scoffed, “Just because he invited us, we should go? Who does he think he is?”

The man’s face hardened, his tone threatening, “Ken doesn’t often invite people for a drink. Don’t be a fool!”

Mr. Waldo frowned, “Mind your manners. If the ladies don’t want to go, are you planning to force them? This is a society of law!”

The man shot Mr. Waldo a cold, ruthless glance, “Mind your own business!”

Mr. Waldo stood up, positioning himself protective in front of Magdalen and Estelle, “I’ll make it my business today. If the ladies don’t want to go, no one will trouble them!”

their eyebrows slightly. This

her notito jump

laugh, the man waved his hand and five or six men stood up,

had buzz cuts or wore their hair long, all oozing with thug vibes. You could tell they were

Waldo with a sinister grin, “He wants to play the hero for these ladies, take him outside and

the men with buzz cuts, intimidating tattoos, and evil glances, stepped forward to

a nightclub, not some gang hideout. If you lay a hand on me, I’ll call the cops and have my lawyer make sure you end

of the men, wearing a black skull t-shirt, didn’t hesitate to smash a whiskey bottle from

retreated, his face filled with

want to meddle?”

shook his head

Waldo, the man turned his attention back to Magdalen and Estelle, “Ladies, please.”

at Mr. Waldo, “Mr.