It was none other than Emmeline Smith, the youngest daughter of the Smith family.

She was Josephine's younger sister and his sister-in-law.

Why is she here? Jonathan wondered, a frown creasing his forehead. Before I left the Smith family, she was in her senior year in high school. Why is she in a bar now?

Moreover, Emmeline seemed to be drunk, for her gaze was unfocused, and her cheeks tinted coral. Jonathan's eyes trailed to her burgundy-dyed hair before his gaze dropped to her white mini skirt. With the hair color and skimpy clothes, she looked like a delinquent.

The frown on Jonathan's forehead deepened when he saw the hooligans sitting beside her. From their colored hairs and arms covered with tattoos, it was apparent that they spelled trouble.

“Come on, Emmeline. Have another drink! I'll give you a ride home if you finish this drink,” one of them urged as he raised a glass. Stealthily, he shook his hand, and some powder fell into the drink.

Meanwhile, another hooligan took Emmeline's arm and pressed her to drink it. It was clear that they would feed her the alcohol by force if she were to say no.

“I can't drink anymore,” Emmeline said, shaking her head. Clearly, she was delirious from drinking too much alcohol.

“Seriously? Don't be a spoilsport!” The hooligans shared a look before pouring the drink down Emmeline's throat.

Alas, Emmeline was not strong enough to resist and was forced to gulp down the glass of beer. After that, they helped her up and dragged her to the door. “Come on, Emmeline. Let's have fun tonight!”

“I wonder if she's a virgin. If she is, we've hit the jackpot!”

“It doesn't matter. We're not going to marry her, are we? That's none of our business.”

“Yes, it has nothing to do with us!”

and brought the unconscious Emmeline to the

that point, she could not

a figure stood in

busybody riled the hooligans. “Scram! Otherwise, we'll beat you

block our path? Don't you

hooligans did

get out of here!” It was Jonathan

the past, she was still Josephine's sister. Otherwise, he

beer bottle as anger poured through him and swung it toward Jonathan's

Jonathan's head,

they were no match

to his head, Jonathan gave the hooligan a resounding slap that

Thud!

hooligan's knees went soft, and he collapsed

on, let's get him!”

weak fists were nothing to Jonathan,

barely lifted their arms when Jonathan raised his right leg and sent a flying kick in their direction. In an instant, the sound of bones breaking rang in the air, and the hooligans

each as a

sense into them, Jonathan gave them a forceful kick each,

in anguish, Jonathan helped the

bar

roaming around his body in her state of drunkenness. Her rosy cheek even rested

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