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

smokes, she’s a spitting image

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

panting with exertion.

Evadne was a beauty, but a thorny

a fiddle, nearly causing him to take a serious fall. The sight of her

your fun yet?”

picked up the lone

she hoisted the vase and smashed it towards

CRASH!

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

piece, and you didn’t smash it? I didn’t want

smile playing on her lips, “No need

her, his temples throbbing with fury.

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

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 I just helped you with,

on your way out, Mr. Matthew Tonight’s

are you out of your mind?” Matthew’s teeth were practically grinding to dust.

Six hundred thousand is pocket change to

fell silent, stunned.

only bore a striking resemblance to Evadne but seemed to have channeled her

heart pounding like a drum in his

Ms. Archer he knew.

past,

she was like a lioness provoked, clearly baiting

to pierce Matthew like

grasped her throat and slammed her against the wall!

gasped

yet, no one dared to

damn bitch, are you asking for

turned a deep shade of red, tears welling but

Matthew thought she would succumb, she slowly

grin was a clear

dare you

Matthew’s rage reached its peak, a chill sliced through the air

on his collar, his hand releasing

a powerful punch hit him square in the face, sending a spray of blood

“Ugh!”

bleeding nose, stumbling back, finally seeing the

slumped to the floor,

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

bitch, it’s you, ugh!”

stepped forward, hoisting him by his collar for another devastating punch.

shutting the door, the opulent VIP room became an arena for settling scores with Matthew.

straddled him, his expression numb as he rained down punch after

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