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.

to her stunning beauty and graceful figure, leering at her with voracious

spitting image of Evadne!”

knockout hidden away is a crime! She should be the

turned, panting

was like a cold slap – Evadne was a beauty, but a thorny

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

Matthew, had your

surveyed the wreckage, then sauntered over and picked up the lone surviving crystal vase from a

she hoisted the

CRASH!

the fragments exploded, startling him into a comical leap. The dignified heir was undone, his facade of grace

didn’t

a mocking smile playing on her

her, his temples

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

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, and I’ll give

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

your mind?”

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

fell

a striking resemblance to Evadne but seemed to

manager gaped at Elsie, his heart pounding like

wasn’t the Ms. Archer he knew.

the Velvet Haven’s patrons got rowdy in the past,

like a lioness provoked, clearly baiting

“former CEO seemed to pierce

bulging as he grasped

room gasped in

no one

you

shade of red, tears welling but not

as Matthew thought she would succumb, she slowly curled her lips

pain–laced grin was a clear

you

reached its peak, a chill sliced through the air

his collar,

in the face, sending a spray of blood from his nose!

“Ugh!”

nose, stumbling back, finally seeing the

slumped to the floor, gasping

her. Had Elvis

a bitch, it’s you,

hoisting him by his collar for

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

his expression numb as

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