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!

leap. The dignified heir was

I didn’t want

smile playing on her lips, “No need

glared at her, his temples

unders

you do understand the concept of compensating for damaged property, right? Not to mention the staff you’ve

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

1/3

on your way out,

hundred thousand, are you out of your mind?” Matthew’s teeth

change to you,

room fell silent, stunned.

only bore a striking resemblance to Evadne but seemed

heart pounding like a drum

wasn’t the Ms. Archer

  • Velvet Haven’s patrons got rowdy in the past,

like a lioness

to pierce Matthew like a

Elsie, veins bulging as he grasped her throat and slammed her against

room gasped in

no one dared to intervene!

damn bitch, are you asking for it?”

a deep shade of red, tears welling but not falling.

she would succumb, she slowly curled her lips into a smile.

a clear mockery of

dare you

chill sliced through the air

he felt a grip on his

the face, sending

“Ugh!”

nose, stumbling back, finally seeing the icy,

slumped to the floor,

that moment, one thought consumed her. Had Elvis made it out of the Velvet Haven

a bitch, it’s you,

stepped forward, hoisting him

out and shutting the door, the opulent VIP room became an arena

expression numb as he rained down punch

tooth was missing. He was a pitiful

clothes.

enough, please. If you keep this up,

the voice of reason, spoke up that Avery reluctantly unclenched his fists and slowly stood up from the beaten figure sprawled

and meticulously wiped the blood from his knuckles, then with

stammered, stars dancing in his vision, his words

and lay hands on my people. Matthew, have I been too lenient

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