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

smokes, she’s a spitting image

away is a crime! She should be the star attraction of the

turned, panting

Elsie 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

your fun yet?”

sauntered over and picked up the lone surviving crystal

she hoisted the vase and smashed it towards Matthew’s feet!

CRASH!

a comical leap. The dignified

it? I didn’t want you to overexert yourself, so I took the liberty.”

playing on her lips, “No need

glared at her, his temples throbbing

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

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

to settle up on your way out, Mr. Matthew Tonight’s service

your mind?” Matthew’s teeth were practically grinding

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

fell silent, stunned.

Evadne but seemed to have channeled

his heart pounding like a drum in his chest.

the Ms. Archer

got rowdy in the past, she had

she was like a lioness

to pierce Matthew like

he grasped her throat and

gasped in

one dared to intervene!

are you asking for it?”

shade of red, tears welling but not falling.

thought she would succumb, she

was a clear mockery of

dare you

its peak, a chill sliced through

grip on his collar, his

in the face, sending

“Ugh!”

clutched his bleeding nose, stumbling back, finally seeing the

to the floor,

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

bitch,

him by his collar for

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

him, his expression numb as he

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