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!

and the fragments exploded, startling him into a comical leap. The dignified heir

you didn’t smash it? I didn’t want you to overexert yourself, so I

smile playing on her lips, “No need to thank

at her, his temples throbbing with

unders

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

to about four hundred thousand. Add the vase I just helped you with, plus the medical fees, and I’ll

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way out, Mr.

out of your mind?” Matthew’s teeth were practically

the heir to the Chambers Group, the former CEO. Six hundred thousand is pocket change

room fell silent, stunned.

woman not only bore a striking resemblance to Evadne but seemed to

pounding like

wasn’t the Ms. Archer he

  • rowdy in the past, she had always

she was like a lioness provoked,

CEO seemed to pierce

as he grasped her throat and slammed her against

room gasped

one

you asking

shade of red, tears welling

thought she would succumb, she slowly curled her

grin was a clear mockery of him!

you

Matthew’s rage reached its peak, a chill sliced through the air

his

square in the face, sending a spray of blood from

“Ugh!”

nose, stumbling back, finally seeing the icy, handsome

to the floor, gasping for breath.

Had Elvis made it out of

of a bitch,

Matthew could finish, Avery stepped forward, hoisting him by his collar for

silently escorting the other patrons out and shutting the door, the opulent VIP room became an arena for settling scores

numb as he rained down punch

and his front tooth was missing. He

clothes.

that’s enough, please. If you keep this up, he’s going to get killed.”

unclenched his fists and slowly stood up from the beaten figure

pocket, Avery produced a pristine white handkerchief and meticulously wiped the blood from his knuckles, then with touch of disdain, he tossed the now

in his vision,

and lay hands on my people. Matthew, have I been too lenient with you? Avery loomed over him, a cold

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