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.

drawn to her stunning beauty and

smokes, she’s a spitting image of Evadne!”

a crime! She should be the star attraction of

turned, panting with exertion.

cold slap – Evadne

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

your fun

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

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

CRASH!

comical leap. The dignified heir was undone, his facade

I didn’t want you to

a mocking smile playing on her

her, his temples

the concept of compensating for damaged property, right? Not to mention

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, and I’ll give you a discount–six hundred thousand

way out, Mr. Matthew Tonight’s

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

the Chambers Group, the former CEO. Six hundred thousand is pocket change to you, surely you

fell silent,

bore a striking resemblance to Evadne but seemed to have channeled her fiery spirit

heart pounding like a drum in his

the Ms. Archer he knew.

the past, she had always resolved things

a lioness provoked, clearly baiting

seemed to pierce Matthew like

as he grasped her throat

gasped in

one dared to

are you asking for it?”

shade of

she would succumb, she slowly curled

a clear mockery

you smile!”

reached its peak, a chill sliced through the air behind him.

his

square in the face, sending a

“Ugh!”

stumbling back, finally seeing the icy, handsome face

floor, gasping for

that moment, one thought consumed her. Had Elvis made it out of the Velvet

of a bitch, it’s you,

him by his collar for another devastating punch.

patrons out and shutting the door, the opulent VIP room

straddled him, his expression numb as he rained

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