"Oh, you're Mrs. Sabian!" Lareal smiled, but then said firmly, "I'm sorry, but even if Mr. Sabian was here himself, he wouldn't be able to leave either!"
Yessica's heart sank as she realized how serious things were. She looked around for Noelle but could not find her. "Sir, we only came to have fun at the party. We don't even know what went wrong. Making a big deal out of this isn't good for anyone, and there are so many of us here."
"Take her away!" Lareal interrupted Yessica, his smile gone. "Mrs. Sabian, you might not know The Majestic Lounge's rules. Anyone who makes trouble here won’t see tomorrow’s sun."
Lareal's piercing gaze swept over everyone as she spoke with chilling calm, "And it's not just you. No one is leaving The Majestic Lounge until I say so!"
"Ahh! How could this happen?"
"Yeah, how can they do this?"
"It's all Noelle's fault for going to the bathroom when she didn't need to. She must have ticked someone off!"
"Talk about bad luck, ending up in a situation like this..."
"Take them away!" Lareal ordered, his face turning stormy. He respected Noelle, and these folks had gotten her hurt. Then, they even had the nerve to blame her?
Everyone knew Charles did not have patience for such people.
Charles's way of handling things was way beyond just keeping them there.
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