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.

her stunning beauty and graceful figure, leering at her with voracious

smokes, she’s a spitting

a crime! She should be the star attraction of the Velvet Haven!”

panting with exertion.

Elsie was like a cold slap – Evadne was a beauty, but a

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

Matthew, had your

then sauntered over and picked up the lone surviving crystal vase

with wide eyes, she hoisted the vase and smashed it

CRASH!

vase shattered, and the fragments exploded, startling him into a comical leap. The dignified heir was undone, his facade of

expensive piece, and you didn’t smash it? I didn’t want you to overexert yourself, so

a mocking smile playing on her lips, “No

at her, his temples throbbing

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

around her, “Let’s see your damages come to about four hundred thousand. Add the vase I

way out, Mr. Matthew Tonight’s service

your mind?” Matthew’s

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

room fell silent, stunned.

to Evadne but seemed to

pounding like a drum in his chest.

Ms. Archer he

got rowdy in the past, she had always

Matthew, she was like a

to pierce Matthew like

at Elsie, veins bulging as he grasped her throat and slammed her against the

gasped in

no one dared

are you asking for it?”

deep shade of red, tears welling but not falling.

as Matthew thought she would succumb, she slowly curled her lips into

was a clear

you

chill sliced

on his collar,

square in the face, sending a spray of

“Ugh!”

bleeding nose, stumbling back, finally seeing the icy, handsome

the floor, gasping for breath.

Had Elvis made it

of a bitch, it’s

finish, Avery stepped forward, hoisting him by his

escorting the other patrons out and shutting the

straddled him, his expression numb as he rained down punch

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