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.

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

a spitting image

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

panting with

a cold slap – Evadne

and Bertha like a fiddle, nearly causing him to take a serious fall. The sight of her face

your

picked up the lone surviving crystal vase from

wide eyes, she hoisted the vase and smashed it towards

CRASH!

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

it? I didn’t want

arms, a mocking smile playing on her lips, “No need to thank me.”

his temples throbbing

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

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

your way out,

mind?”

thousand is pocket change

fell silent, stunned.

a striking resemblance to Evadne but seemed

pounding like a drum in

wasn’t the Ms.

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

facing Matthew, she was like a lioness provoked, clearly baiting

CEO seemed to pierce

grasped her throat and slammed her against the wall!

room gasped in

no one dared

are you

face turned a deep shade of red, tears welling

thought she would succumb, she slowly curled her

a clear

dare you smile!”

rage reached its peak, a chill sliced through the air behind

felt a grip on his collar, his hand releasing

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

“Ugh!”

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

slumped to the floor, gasping for breath.

thought consumed her. Had Elvis

of a bitch,

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

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

expression numb as he rained down

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