Byron's tone was casual, but the people at the venue didn't dare to take it lightly.
Suddenly, a group of security guards arrived to drag Charlie away.
Of course, Charlie didn't want his hands to be cut. He quickly begged for mercy, "Mr. Hansen, you are a big person with remarkable generosity. Spare me this time. I promise I won't dare to do it again."
But Byron seemed as if he didn't hear Charlie's plea and just said coldly, "If you keep your hand, you will keep wanting to touch and mess around. Let me help you solve this annoyance once and for all, isn't that great!"
Upon hearing Byron's words, the security guards didn't hesitate and immediately dragged Charlie away.
Soon, Charlie's miserable scream came from outside.
At this moment, several managers from the club also quickly came over.
"Sorry, Mr. Hansen. It's our lax management that led to such an incident. Please give us a chance to reform and improve..."
Among these managers, someone quickly helped Evie up.
"Miss Warren, are you injured? I will immediately arrange for someone to take you to the hospital for a check-up."
Evie was a little surprised and flattered by the attention.
She quickly declined. "No need, I'm not seriously injured."
Before Charlie could lay a hand on her, she preemptively struck first.
The general manager was skilled at handling situations and glanced at Byron before saying hurriedly, "How could you have arranged for Miss Warren to help in this private room."
"We had too many customers in the regular private rooms today, and we were short-staffed, so I had to transfer Miss Warren to help out here."
The manager who arranged work for Evie was also feeling a headache.
Before, he arranged for Evie to work in the private room because he thought there was some connection between her and Byron.
Later, he noticed that Evie and Byron didn't interact much, and she got drunk and dragged away from the private room.
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