Find me in your labyrinth (Stella and Jonathan) novel Chapter 3561

The white-haired singer grabbed Summer Carlyle by the arm. "Summer, you said you were staying with me tonight. Why are you leaving?"

Summer clutched helplessly at Marina Evert's clothes, her eyes wide with panic.

Marina turned around, her voice composed. "Her dad just called. He told her to get home immediately, or he's coming down to the bar to look for her. She has to leave right now!"

The singer refused to let go. In the dim, murky light of the private room, a malicious smirk spread across his face. "Let Summer decide for herself. Are you staying or going?"

Marina slapped his hand away. "She's drunk!"

"Then I definitely can't hand her over to you," the singer shot back shamelessly. "Who knows who you really are? She's my fan, and I have a responsibility to look out for her!"

He reached out to wrap an arm around Summer's shoulders. "Come on, Summer, let's keep drinking. Didn't you say you liked me? I haven't even given you an autograph yet!"

Marina held Summer tight, realizing the man was surprisingly strong. She discreetly pulled out her phone, ready to call the police.

Suddenly, another man darted out from the side. He smacked the phone right out of Marina's hand and sneered, "Either leave Summer here, or both of you stay. I'll give you ten seconds to choose. After that, the choice won't be yours to make!"

Marina's expression hardened. She began to back away slowly, dragging Summer along, and casually snatched an empty glass bottle off a table.

The room was packed, yet not a single person stepped up to help. Some were too drunk to notice, while others whistled and jeered, eager for a show.

Panic clawed at Marina's chest, but she didn't let a fraction of it show on her face. Her tone remained chillingly calm.

"I have friends downstairs, and they'll be coming up to look for me any second," she warned. "If this blows up, your band's reputation and future will be completely destroyed. I'm sure you don't want to pay that kind of price over a girl!"

Her words made the white-haired singer and his buddy hesitate. They exchanged a look, clearly considering letting the girls go.

Just then, a man stood up from the sofa to Marina's right. "Marina? What's going on?"

Marina whipped her head around. It was Freddy!

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