Chapter 671

Elsie’s silver stilettos clicked sharply against the opulent corridor of the Velvet Haven, her pace brisk as she made a beeline for the VIP Room 001.

“Ms. Archer! Thank heavens you’ve arrived!”

At the entrance, the anxious manager and a handful of hostesses stood trembling, unsure of what to do next. Two of the girls were particularly battered–one with a gash on her forehead, trickling blood like scattered stars down her cheek, the other with a blackened eye, both clearly in severe pain.

“How could they be so brutal!”

Elsie’s heart ached at the sight, and she scolded the manager fiercely, “Are you here to loaf around? They’re seriously hurt and you haven’t taken them to the hospital yet? What are you waiting for?”

“Ms. Archer, the hospital is the least of our worries. We need to handle the big trouble inside immediately!”

The manager was sweating bullets, “Mr. Matthew is a VIP, and on top of that, he’s Mr. Avery‘ own brother. How are we supposed to clean up this mess?”

“VIP?”

Elsie’s eyes were cold and sharp, her teeth clenched in anger, “What kind of VIP? He’s nothing but a pampered pooch that can’t control its own urges! And let me make this clear, no matter what happens, nothing is more important than the safety of our people. Take them to the hospital right now. I’ll take care of things here.”

The girls were tearfully grateful, thanking her profusely.

Inside the Velvet Haven, the only one with a shred of humanity was Ms. Archer herself.

More sounds of smashing bottles erupted from within, like a barrage of artillery fire.

With a forceful kick, Elsie burst through the door, unflinching and determined.

Matthew, drunk on power and booze, was wrecking the place like a bulldozer through a china shop, while his cronies cheered him on, clapping and laughing.

But with Elsie’s entrance, the air froze.

immediately drawn to her stunning beauty and graceful figure, leering at

spitting

knockout hidden away is a crime! She should be the star attraction of the Velvet

turned, panting with exertion.

a cold slap – Evadne

cunning woman had played Byron and Bertha like a fiddle, nearly causing him to

your

wreckage, then sauntered over and picked up the lone

second, with wide eyes, she hoisted

CRASH!

exploded, startling him into a comical leap. The

expensive piece, and you didn’t smash it? I didn’t want you to overexert yourself,

mocking smile playing on her lips,

his

of compensating for damaged property, right? Not to mention the staff you’ve

come to about four hundred thousand. Add the vase I just helped you with,

settle up on your way out, Mr. Matthew Tonight’s service fee?

thousand, are you out of your mind?” Matthew’s teeth were practically

Group, the former CEO. Six hundred thousand is pocket change to you, surely you can afford it?” Elsie’s los curved in

fell silent,

not only bore a striking resemblance to Evadne but seemed to have channeled her fiery spirit as

heart pounding like a drum in

the Ms. Archer

rowdy in the past, she had always resolved things peacefully, without

like a lioness

to

as he grasped her throat

gasped in horror!

yet, no one dared to intervene!

are you

deep shade of red, tears welling but

thought she would succumb, she slowly curled her lips into a

was a

you

Matthew’s rage reached its peak, a chill sliced through the air

on his collar, his hand releasing

in the face,

“Ugh!”

finally seeing the icy, handsome face of his assailant, Avery.

to the floor, gasping for

that moment, one thought consumed her. Had Elvis made it

bitch,

Avery stepped forward, hoisting him by his collar for another devastating punch.

silently escorting the other patrons out and shutting the door, the opulent VIP

straddled him, his expression numb as

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