Chapter 880

Estelle’s gaze was cold, “Who’s Ken?”,

“Over there!” The man pointed, craning his neck.

Following the man’s direction, Magdalen spotted a group of men in the VIP section. A man in his thirties, with greyish white hair and a wicked grin, sat in the middle. Seeing their gaze, he lifted his glass in a toast.

Magdalen scoffed, “Just because he invited us, we should go? Who does he think he is?”

The man’s face hardened, his tone threatening, “Ken doesn’t often invite people for a drink. Don’t be a fool!”

Mr. Waldo frowned, “Mind your manners. If the ladies don’t want to go, are you planning to force them? This is a society of law!”

The man shot Mr. Waldo a cold, ruthless glance, “Mind your own business!”

positioning himself protective in front of Magdalen and Estelle, “I’ll make it my business today. If the ladies don’t want to go, no

exchanged glances, raising their eyebrows slightly. This Mr. Waldo

notito

a cold laugh, the man waved his hand and five or six men stood up, heading

buzz cuts or wore their hair long, all oozing with thug vibes. You could tell they

a sinister grin, “He wants to play the

buzz cuts, intimidating tattoos, and

If you lay

hesitate to smash a

his face filled with

to

his

man turned his attention back

Mr. Waldo, “Mr.

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