The Three Little Guardian Angels

Chapter 791

The wine bottle shattered with a loud bang. The burly man fell to the floor and covered the bleeding wound on his head.

The other people were startled by her bold action, and none of them dared to approach her.

Peter cursed out loud and shouted, “What the hell are you losers doing? She’s just a woman. Go get her!”

Maisie made her move first. Although she could take two or three of them down, there were eight of them left.

She was wearing a pair of stilettos. Soon, she started to feel exhausted, and the floor was littered with broken bottles.

A man saw his chance and pounced at her, pinning her on the couch. Maisie bent her knee and delivered a fierce kick, and the man felli down in a curled-up position, covering his crotch in pain.

Another two strong men grabbed her and pinned her back on the couch. Peter barked out his order, “Remove her mask!”.

Katrina watched as they moved on to remove Maisie’s mask. Her fingers had stabbed into her arms that were crossed around her chest

few people flew through the door and

that filed into the room were professional fighters. No sooner had they entered the private

terror. She cowered under the

dumbfounded, but he soon came around to his senses, His face contorted with rage as he shouted, “Who

made a path, and the middle-aged man

turned red as he froze. “M-Mr.

trembled, and her face turned ashen

Boucher? What is he doing

prevent it from

Isn’t he Helios’

behind him. There was a smile on his face as he said, “Of course, I’ve heard your great name,

with rage. That said, he couldn’t lash out at Yael, so he could only swallow his anger and ask, “What do you mean by this, Mr. Boucher? I don’t think my affair with the Chases has anything to do with you, right?” “Yes, you’re right. It has nothing to do with me,” Yael

faded from Peter’s face when he heard what Yael had said. He did not expect that

about the Chases since Michael was retiring from his position

the person behind him. If he did not give him what he wanted, Yael would not let him go

a smile. “You’re right, Mr. Boucher. My anger has gotten the best of me. This is my fault, and I hope you will