The neighbor urged, "My daughter works at a karaoke bar, y'know? She just called, saying Kat was in a fight with someone there! You should hurry over!"

Nash flinched—there's never a dull moment with his daughter.

As he started running outside, he turned back halfway and apologized to Frank. "I'm so sorry, Mr.

Lawrence! Take your time—I need to check on my daughter right away."

Frank, however, had put down his fork and knife and wiped his mouth. "I'm coming with you."

He did not want to freeload off Nash especially when he was living in Nash's house, and he would definitely help in any way he could.

Nash appeared embarrassed since it did not make sense to have the

seeing

Nash! Hurry up!"

Nash nodded and quickly hurried outside to his

than his

bar, and they entered it to find several drunk burly men standing outside

in a plaid suit, his cheeks red like the drunk men

kicking on the door violently, where Kat and her classmates were hiding

screamed. "I'm playing nice, touching your butt, but

a few steps back, he jumped at the door with a leaping kick, and the door opened

stood staunchly in front of the man. "Hold it! I'm warning

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