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!”

“I’ll make it my business today. If the ladies don’t want

eyebrows slightly. This Mr. Waldo was surprisingly

notito jump to conclusions and keep

the man waved his hand and five or six men stood up, heading their way.

wore their hair long, all oozing with thug

Waldo with a sinister grin, “He wants to play the hero for these ladies,

men with buzz cuts, intimidating tattoos, and

do you think you’re doing? This is a nightclub, not some gang hideout. If you lay a hand on me, I’ll call the cops and have my lawyer make sure you end up behind

men, wearing a black skull t-shirt, didn’t hesitate to smash a whiskey bottle from the bar counter toward Mr. Waldo’s head!

filled with panic,

to

Waldo shook his head fearfully.

dealt with Mr. Waldo, the man turned his attention back to Magdalen and Estelle, “Ladies,

Mr.

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