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!

comical leap. The dignified heir was

didn’t want you to

playing on her lips, “No need to

at her, his temples throbbing with fury.

unders

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

fingers delicately tallying the chaos around her, “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 discount–six hundred

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way out, Mr. Matthew Tonight’s

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

to the Chambers Group, the former CEO. Six hundred thousand is pocket change to you, surely you can

fell silent,

striking resemblance to Evadne but seemed to have channeled her

his heart pounding like a drum in

Ms. Archer he

  • past, she had always resolved things peacefully, without direct

she was like a lioness

words “former CEO seemed to pierce Matthew like

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

room gasped

yet, no one

damn bitch, are you asking

shade of red, tears welling

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

was a

you smile!”

rage reached its peak, a chill sliced through the air behind

a grip on his collar,

punch hit him square in the face, sending a spray of blood

“Ugh!”

back, finally seeing the icy,

floor, gasping for breath.

that moment, one thought consumed her. Had Elvis made

a bitch,

him by his collar for another devastating

out and shutting the door, the opulent

as he rained down punch after

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

clothes.

please. If you keep this up, he’s

his fists and slowly stood up from the beaten figure sprawled on the floor.

his knuckles, then with touch of disdain, he tossed

stars dancing in his vision, his words slurred by the blood filling his

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

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