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.

not make sense to have the Turnbulls'

chuckled, seeing his misgivings. "Two heads are better than

Hurry up!"

and quickly hurried

mattered more than

and they entered it to find several drunk burly men standing outside a private

plaid suit, his cheeks red like the drunk men around

like the rest, cursing as he kept kicking on the door violently, where Kat and her classmates were

the man screamed. "I'm playing nice, touching your butt, but you hit me! I'll have

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

front of the man. "Hold it! I'm warning you, stay right there—my friends will soon be here, and

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