His Ex Wife Is A Billionaire

Chapter 671

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.

her stunning beauty and graceful figure, leering at

spitting

She should be the star

panting with exertion.

cold slap – Evadne was a beauty,

all, that cunning woman had played Byron and Bertha like a fiddle, nearly causing him to take a serious fall. The sight of her

had your fun

surveyed the wreckage, then sauntered over and picked up the lone surviving

the next second, with wide eyes, she hoisted the vase and smashed it towards Matthew’s feet!

CRASH!

and the fragments exploded, startling him into a comical leap.

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

a mocking smile playing on her lips, “No

his temples throbbing with

compensating for damaged property, right? Not to mention the staff you’ve injured Medical expenses need to be

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, and I’ll

on your way out, Mr. Matthew Tonight’s service fee? [ll waive

your mind?” Matthew’s teeth were practically

CEO. Six hundred thousand is pocket change to you, surely you

fell

not only bore a striking resemblance to Evadne but seemed

heart pounding like a drum

Ms. Archer he

past, she had always resolved things peacefully, without direct confrontation.

like a lioness

seemed to pierce Matthew like a

veins bulging as he grasped her throat

room gasped in

no one dared to intervene!

you asking

deep shade of

thought she would succumb, she slowly curled her

pain–laced grin was a clear mockery of him!

dare you

its peak, a chill sliced through

his collar, his hand

powerful punch hit him square in the face,

“Ugh!”

clutched his bleeding nose, stumbling back, finally seeing the

to the floor, gasping for breath.

her. Had Elvis made it out

of a bitch, it’s you, ugh!”

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

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

as he

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