“Ms. Lane, it’s too crowded here, let’s find a quiet place and get comfortable.”
The guy put his arms around her.
Nicole was stunned by the unexpected action. Sensing trouble, her face dimmed. “Excuse me, I got to go.”
“You think you can leave?”
A man blocked her while the rest surrounded her.
Nicole’s heart froze. Why are there such scumbags in a high-class event like this? What should I do now? How do I escape?
“Ms. Lane, come with us to the lounge. There’s a huge bed waiting for you.”
All that had happened were captured by Evan. His eyes blazed with fury and his expression got colder tenfold.
Susan noticed the changes in his emotions and held onto his arm. “Evan, I guess Ms. Lane is just chatting with her friends. Mr. Joule is waiting for you over there, let’s go.”
Fixing his gaze on Nicole who was one floor below him, Evan ignored Susan completely.
Right then, Nicole was panic-stricken. “No, I’m not going with you. I have to go…”
“Where are you going? Do you think that you’re still an innocent girl after being toyed with by Evan Seet?”
“Exactly. Come with us. You don’t want us to do it the hard way, do you?” He rolled up his sleeves and was ready to drag Nicole away.
“What are you trying to do? I’m going to scream for help if you don’t leave.”
“Go ahead, Ms. Lane.”
“But if you do scream…” The guy raised his arm as he spoke.
Crap! Is he going to hit me?
I can’t even scream for help? That’s too much.
Then again, I have a silver needle with me and it might come in handy.
I’m going to yell.
“Help! Someone molested me…”
At that moment, someone smashed a wine glass from upstairs.
Bang! The red stained wine glass shattered and its debris were all over the place, causing everyone to look up in shock.
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