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!”

stood up, 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 one

their eyebrows slightly. This Mr. Waldo was surprisingly

notito

hand and five or six men stood up, heading their way.

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

to play the hero for these ladies, take him outside and teach

intimidating tattoos, and evil glances, stepped forward to

gang hideout. If you lay a hand on me, I’ll call the cops and have

smash a whiskey bottle from the bar counter toward Mr.

retreated, his face filled with

to

his head

the man turned his attention back to

at Mr. Waldo, “Mr. Waldo,

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