Chapter 94

Chapter 94 The Imperial Bar Belongs To Mr. Mitch...

Ethan's eyes swept over the entrance, quickly noting the seven men present, their expressions hostile. Among them, Harlan had even dared to try grabbing Brenna.

His gaze grew cold as he glared at Harlan.

The moment Harlan caught Ethan's icy stare, he hesitated, awkwardly retracting his hand before forcing a

nervous smile. "Mr. Mitchell..." he mumbled, his voice laced with unease.

Without warning, he slapped himself twice, the sound ringing out sharply in the room. Attempting to salvage the situation, he plastered on a smile and said, "Mr. Mitchell, it's all just a misunderstanding. Please, don't take

it the wrong way."

Harlan was well aware of Brenna's connection to Ethan. He was scared of Ethan. He had only attacked Brenna

because he had assumed Ethan's interest in her was fleeting.

He believed if Brenna had been sexually assaulted by others, surely Ethan would lose interest in her and discard

her without a second thought.

What he hadn't expected was for Ethan to show up here in person before he could do anything to Brenna. He

didn't know that Ethan was the owner of the bar.

Chuckling nervously, he scrambled to explain, "Mr. Mitchell, I swear, we were just joking with Miss Harper.

and Vivian invited us today to see them apologize to her, but she

trying to

remained cold as he regarded Harlan. "You must be bold-or foolish-to

hand on my woman,"

pulling her into his embrace. With a gentle pat on her shoulder, he murmured,

I am here to protect

was more than capable of making

else fight for her. The feeling of

pretty good.

me to drink earlier. The drinks were

had just been cornered and

slender finger, she pointed directly at Sylvie and Vivian. "Especially those two-they were the worst

them all," she said.

young men. But those same men now viewed them with

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true affection lay with Rosie-they never would

a bolt of lightning. He immediately seized Sylvie and Vivian by the hair, yanking them forward before delivering a sharp kick to their knees, forcing them to kneel

us up, telling us to go after Miss Harper. We had nothing to

turned to Brenna, his

eyes. "They invited me here to apologize. They should prove their sincerity and drink the spiked

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