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 her with voracious desire.

smokes, she’s a spitting

hidden away is a crime! She should be the star

turned, panting with exertion.

Elsie was like a cold slap – Evadne

fiddle, nearly causing him to take a serious fall. The sight of her

had your

picked

second, with wide eyes, she hoisted the vase

CRASH!

comical leap. The dignified heir was undone, his facade of grace dissolving

most expensive piece, and you didn’t smash it? I didn’t want

mocking smile playing on her lips, “No need

her, his

Mr. Matthew, you do understand the concept of compensating for damaged property, right? Not to

blinked innocently, her slender fingers delicately tallying the chaos around her, “Let’s see your damages come to about four hundred thousand. Add the vase I just helped you with, plus the medical fees,

sure to settle up on your way out,

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

is pocket change

fell silent, stunned.

to Evadne but seemed

gaped at Elsie, his heart pounding like a

the Ms. Archer he knew.

the past, she

a lioness provoked, clearly baiting him.

to pierce Matthew like a knife.

veins bulging as he grasped her throat and slammed her

gasped

no one dared

are you asking for

of

as Matthew thought she would succumb, she slowly curled her

grin was a clear mockery

dare you

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

he felt a grip on his collar, his hand releasing Elsie’s

him square in the

“Ugh!”

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

to the floor, gasping for breath.

Elvis made it out

bitch,

Avery stepped forward, hoisting him by his

black–suited bouncers appeared, silently escorting the other patrons out and shutting the door, the opulent VIP room became an

numb as

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