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,

spitting image of

crime! She should be the star attraction of

turned, panting with

a cold slap – Evadne

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

your fun

then sauntered over and picked up the

next second, with wide eyes, she hoisted the vase

CRASH!

a comical leap. The dignified

didn’t smash it? I didn’t want

her arms, a mocking smile playing on her lips, “No

her, his temples throbbing with

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

thousand. Add the vase I just helped you with, plus the

your way out, Mr. Matthew

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

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

room fell silent, stunned.

to Evadne but seemed to have channeled her fiery

at Elsie, his heart pounding like a drum in

wasn’t the Ms. Archer he knew.

the past, she had always resolved things peacefully,

like a

to pierce Matthew

at Elsie, veins bulging as he grasped her throat and

room gasped in

no one

damn bitch, are you asking

of red, tears welling but not falling.

she slowly curled her lips into a

a clear mockery

dare you

its peak, a chill sliced through the air behind

his collar, his hand releasing Elsie’s

hit him square in the face, sending

“Ugh!”

nose, stumbling back, finally seeing the icy, handsome face of his

to the floor,

consumed her. Had Elvis made it out

a bitch, it’s

Matthew could finish, Avery stepped forward, hoisting him by his collar

shutting the door, the opulent VIP room became an arena

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

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