My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Freya roared her loudest. With the help of the loudspeaker, everyone finally stopped, but I nearly lost my hearing.

The crowd looked at us and the hall suddenly quieted down.

Freya wasn't embarrassed at all. Instead, she put the loudspeaker to her mouth and continued speaking into it. "I know you're foreigners..."

"Wait. Let me be direct. I have to remind you that you're in Zuckerburg. Don't bring your culture here. I'm giving you ten minutes. If you don't leave my club in ten minutes, I will make sure you have a one-on- one meeting with the police."

After she said this, she cursed quietly, "F*ck! I haven't even settled the score with all of you and yet you had to come here on your own accord!"

The thugs looked at each other in dismay. They had yet to realize the seriousness of the situation.

the capital of Zuckerburg was enough to cause a public panic, regardless of

public and the police would be happy to cooperate

his men

was aware of the Moore family's tactics. After some consideration, she finally called most of the thugs out, leaving only a few to stay by

to comfort the staff. Only then did

Andrea's arrogance was nothing

know that Quinn is supporting you. Go back and tell that little sh*t to stop causing trouble. If this happens again, forget about cooperating, we won't even want to be friends

was unfazed. She instead revealed a sly smile. "Arianna, this is all your fault. How could you treat Mr. Quinn like

what about us? Would we be happy to hear her

won't let you get what you want." Andrea crossed her hands in front of her chest, brimming with confidence. "I'm here because the owner of the club has agreed to this. It was