Chapter 671

Elsie’s silver stilettos clicked sharply against the opulent corridor of the Velvet Haven, her pace brisk as she made a beeline for the VIP Room 001.

“Ms. Archer! Thank heavens you’ve arrived!”

At the entrance, the anxious manager and a handful of hostesses stood trembling, unsure of what to do next. Two of the girls were particularly battered–one with a gash on her forehead, trickling blood like scattered stars down her cheek, the other with a blackened eye, both clearly in severe pain.

“How could they be so brutal!”

Elsie’s heart ached at the sight, and she scolded the manager fiercely, “Are you here to loaf around? They’re seriously hurt and you haven’t taken them to the hospital yet? What are you waiting for?”

“Ms. Archer, the hospital is the least of our worries. We need to handle the big trouble inside immediately!”

The manager was sweating bullets, “Mr. Matthew is a VIP, and on top of that, he’s Mr. Avery‘ own brother. How are we supposed to clean up this mess?”

“VIP?”

Elsie’s eyes were cold and sharp, her teeth clenched in anger, “What kind of VIP? He’s nothing but a pampered pooch that can’t control its own urges! And let me make this clear, no matter what happens, nothing is more important than the safety of our people. Take them to the hospital right now. I’ll take care of things here.”

The girls were tearfully grateful, thanking her profusely.

Inside the Velvet Haven, the only one with a shred of humanity was Ms. Archer herself.

More sounds of smashing bottles erupted from within, like a barrage of artillery fire.

With a forceful kick, Elsie burst through the door, unflinching and determined.

Matthew, drunk on power and booze, was wrecking the place like a bulldozer through a china shop, while his cronies cheered him on, clapping and laughing.

But with Elsie’s entrance, the air froze.

The eyes of these hyenas were immediately drawn to her stunning beauty and graceful figure, leering at her with voracious desire.

“Holy smokes, she’s a spitting image of Evadne!”

“To keep such a knockout hidden away is a crime! She should be the star attraction of the Velvet Haven!”

Matthew turned, panting with exertion.

Seeing Elsie was like a cold slap – Evadne was a beauty, but a thorny one!

After all, that cunning woman had played Byron and Bertha like a fiddle, nearly causing him to take a serious fall. The sight of her face struck fear into his heart!

“Mr. Matthew, had your fun yet?”

Elsie calmly surveyed the wreckage, then sauntered over and picked up the lone surviving crystal vase from a shelf.

In the next second, with wide eyes, she hoisted the vase and smashed it towards Matthew’s feet!

CRASH!

him into a comical leap. The dignified heir was

piece, and you didn’t smash it? I didn’t want

smile playing on her lips, “No need to thank me.”

at her, his

unders

the concept of compensating for damaged property, right? Not to mention the staff you’ve injured Medical expenses need to

slender fingers delicately tallying the chaos around her, “Let’s see your damages come to about four hundred thousand. Add the vase I just helped

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way out, Mr. Matthew Tonight’s service fee?

out of your mind?” Matthew’s teeth

change to

fell silent,

bore a striking resemblance to Evadne but seemed to have channeled her fiery spirit as well.

pounding like a drum in his chest.

wasn’t the Ms. Archer he

  • Velvet Haven’s patrons got rowdy in the past, she had always resolved things peacefully, without direct confrontation.

was like a lioness provoked, clearly baiting

seemed to pierce Matthew

grasped her throat and slammed her against the

room gasped in horror!

no one dared to

are you asking for

deep shade of

she slowly curled her

was a

you

rage reached its peak, a chill sliced

he felt a grip on his collar, his hand

the face, sending a spray of blood

“Ugh!”

seeing the icy, handsome face of his

the floor, gasping for breath.

consumed her. Had Elvis made it out of the Velvet Haven safely?

a bitch,

stepped forward, hoisting him by his collar

bouncers appeared, silently escorting the other patrons out and shutting the

numb as

was missing. He was a pitiful sight, a

clothes.

If you keep

unclenched his fists and slowly stood

and meticulously wiped the blood from his knuckles, then with touch of disdain, he tossed the now soiled fabric

me?” Matthew stammered, stars dancing in his vision, his words slurred by

my establishment, start trouble, and lay hands on my people. Matthew, have I been too lenient with you? Avery loomed over him, a cold smile playing on his

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