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!

startling him into a comical leap.

didn’t want you to overexert yourself,

mocking smile playing on her

her, his temples

unders

Mr. Matthew, you do understand the concept of compensating for damaged property, right? Not to mention the staff

“Let’s see your damages come to about four hundred thousand. Add the vase I just helped you with, plus the medical fees, and I’ll give you a

1/3

settle up on your way out, Mr. Matthew

thousand, are you out of your mind?” Matthew’s teeth were practically grinding

change to you,

room fell silent,

to Evadne but seemed to have

heart pounding like a drum in his

the Ms. Archer he

  • patrons got rowdy in the past, she had always resolved things peacefully, without direct

facing Matthew, she was like a lioness

words “former CEO seemed to

Elsie, veins bulging as he grasped her throat and slammed

gasped in horror!

one dared

bitch, are you asking for it?”

shade of red,

would succumb, she slowly curled her lips into a

a

dare you smile!”

its peak, a chill sliced through

on his collar, his

after, a powerful punch hit him square in the face, sending a spray

“Ugh!”

back, finally seeing the icy, handsome face of

to the floor, gasping for breath.

one thought consumed her. Had Elvis made it out of

a bitch, it’s you, ugh!”

Matthew could finish, Avery stepped forward, hoisting him by

shutting the door, the opulent VIP room became an arena

as he rained down

his front tooth was missing. He was a pitiful sight, a mess of bruises and bloodied

clothes.

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

spoke up that Avery reluctantly unclenched his fists and

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

his vision, his words slurred by the blood

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

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