Three Little Guardian Angels

Chapter 791

The wine bottle shattered with a loud bang. The burly man fell to the floor and covered the bleeding wound on his head.

The other people were startled by her bold action, and none of them dared to approach her.

Peter cursed out loud and shouted, “What the hell are you losers doing? She’s just a woman. Go get her!”

Maisie made her move first. Although she could take two or three of them down, there were eight of them left.

She was wearing a pair of stilettos. Soon, she started to feel exhausted, and the floor was littered with broken bottles.

A man saw his chance and pounced at her, pinning her on the couch. Maisie bent her knee and delivered a fierce kick, and the man felli down in a curled-up position, covering his crotch in pain.

Another two strong men grabbed her and pinned her back on the couch. Peter barked out his order, “Remove her mask!”.

Katrina watched as they moved on to remove Maisie’s mask. Her fingers had stabbed into her arms that were crossed around her chest

men touched Maisie’s mask, a few people flew through the door and fell

No sooner had they entered the private room than they had beaten all Peter’s men to

under

face contorted with rage as he shouted, “Who the hell are

path, and the middle-aged man who walked out from behind

instantly turned red as

and her

is he doing

it from

Boucher? Isn’t

his hands clasped behind him. There was a smile on his face as he said,

face was livid with rage. That said, he couldn’t lash out at Yael, so he could only swallow his anger and ask, “What do you mean by this, Mr. Boucher? I don’t think my affair with the Chases has anything to do with you, right?” “Yes, you’re right. It has nothing to do with me,” Yael said as he lowered his head. He walked closer to Peter and patted his shoulder before adding, “However, it seems to me that you have forgotten about

from Peter’s face when he heard what Yael had said. He did not

about the Chases since Michael was retiring from his position soon. However, the Bouchers were

powerful than the person behind him. If he did not give him what he wanted, Yael

his teeth and offered Yael a smile. “You’re right, Mr. Boucher. My anger has gotten the best of me. This is my