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

flew through the door and fell to the

room were professional fighters. No sooner had they entered the

cowered under the table and

contorted with rage

bodyguards dressed in black made a path, and the middle-aged man who

instantly turned red

and her face turned

is he doing

to prevent it from falling. She, too, was very surprised like

Boucher? Isn’t

of Peter with his hands clasped behind him. There was a smile on his face

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

he heard what Yael had said. He did not expect that the Bouchers would stand up for the

Michael was

him. If he did not give him what he wanted,

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

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