The sight of Naomi's tear-streaked face caused Hannah's temper to flare. She finally realized why the server had told her about spotting two young ladies in the private room.It turned out that Sheila was there too.Judging from Tyler's ferocious expression, it was clear that he was a criminal who had blood on his hands. This observation made Hannah's gaze grow cold, though her lips curled into a small smirk. "My younger sister has yet to come home at such a late hour. As her older sister, it's only natural for me to check things out for myself."She ignored the multitude of sinister gazes cast in her direction from everyone else as she strode into the private room casually.The lighting in the private room was quite dim. It shaped a jarring contrast to the corridor, which was illuminated brightly. Even though Hannah was just wearing a set of silk pajamas with a trench coat draped on her shoulders, she looked like a queen who had donned her battle cape.She strolled into the dar
Smack!Smack!As the song concluded, complete silence fell over the private room. The transition in the background music allowed the sounds to resonate loudly.Naomi covered her mouth, her gaze fixed on Hannah. It was infused with admiration.For some reason, she found Hannah remarkably impressive at that moment!"Who dared strike me?" Sheila was drunk and somewhat disoriented but not entirely unaware of what was going on.After getting slapped twice, she started sobering up. She stood up abruptly and looked around, her eyes wide open with a hint of anger in them.Hannah offered no response. She seized the water pitcher from the table and lifted its lid.She then poured it directly onto Sheila's face without any mercy."Ugh! Have you lost your mind!?"The cold water and ice cubes flowed out relentlessly.Sheila shivered. She jumped up suddenly, most of her drunkenness fading away. She shouted, "Who do you think you are, Ms. Emerson?"She stared in disbelief as she met Hann
Warm, thick blood flowed down from his head."You fucking bitch!" The man's expression twisted into a grimace. He covered his head and rushed forward while holding a bottle. "Today, I'm going to teach you a lesson properly!" he yelled.Hannah remained silent. She reached out and grabbed his wrist.Her gaze was calm. Her movements were composed and elegant.A knee pressed against his stomach. She twisted his arm and slammed him onto the groundThen, she snatched the bottle from his hand and ruthlessly smashed it over his head!More sounds of shattering glass echoed throughout the room. The man with the swollen eye struggled like a dying fish.He rolled his eyes back before passing out.Tyler stood up abruptly, with anger flashing in his eyes. He spoke coldly, "Mrs. Winchester, what's the meaning of this?""There's no particular meaning. I find him annoying, so I hit him," Hannah replied casually.Hannah calmly grabbed a tissue and wiped off the splashed alcohol from her hand
Hannah smirked. She left a parting remark as she casually unbuttoned her trench coat and tossed it to the ground. Luckily, her sleepwear was loose-fitting, allowing unrestricted movement.Without hesitation, she dashed forward and delivered a forceful uppercut to Tyler.His bewildered expression froze as he bit his tongue. A trickle of blood stained his lips."Fuck! You asked for this!" he muttered under his breath, covering his mouth. His face was ablaze with anger. "Get her! Don't stop until they learn to behave!"The aggressive crowd wasted no time. They surged forward like a dark, oppressive wave."Stand aside and stay safe," Hannah instructed Sheila and Naomi with a sidelong glance before she boldly advanced.Her movements were swift and impactful, each punch carrying a satisfying force. It was as if she transformed violence into a form of art.Naomi, initially concerned, couldn't contain her excitement as she watched. She clasped her hands together with her eyes gleami
Who wouldn't want to be protected and keep their innocence if possible?It was blissful!Sheila couldn't help but sigh lightly as she met Naomi's worried gaze.If it weren't for Naomi, her future might have been ruined.Sheila shuddered, thinking about the possible consequences.She felt relieved as she looked at Naomi and said sincerely, "Today, I'm really thankful to you. The consequences would have been unimaginable if it weren't for you."Upon receiving such a sincere expression of gratitude, Naomi blushed involuntarily.The usually carefree girl subconsciously revealed a bright smile.As her lips moved, inadvertently drawing a breath of cold air, she chuckled, "Hey, it's nothing. I just did what I had to do. There's a need to thank me."They looked at each other in the dimly lit carriage and couldn't help but smile.The fear lingering from the ordeal seemed to dissipate.On the other side, Hannah turned around a corner and walked to the entrance of the staff break area.
Erica's face turned pale as she covered her face Tears uncontrollably streamed down. She dared not resist at all.She could only lower her head and apologize desperately. "Carson, I didn't mean to. I was too scared. I'm sorry, really sorry … ""What the fuck?" Carson spat on the ground and angrily kicked her, saying, "You shameless bitch! If it weren't for your looks, I would have kicked you out long ago. How dare you hit me, I ..."As he muttered curses, he raised his hand to hit her again.Erica closed her eyes in fear. She was expecting the pain, but she didn't feel anything."What do you want?"At that moment, an elegant and clear voice spoke up.A hand gripped his wrist.Yet, it seemed to be about to break Carson's wrist, causing him to uncontrollably emit a scream like a pig being slaughtered. "Ouch, ouch, ouch! Who are you? Let go of me!"Erica slowly opened her eyes. Due to her position, she could only see the back of the person who had just come in.The person had he
As The Dunes developed to this scale, its visitors were influential and powerful figures.These were readily available connections. The boss of The Dunes, however, remained mysterious. They never showed themselves in public.Even with memories from a previous life and having read many books, Hannah had no idea who the boss of The Dunes really was. Yet, this person had once helped Misty in the novel.Hannah felt repulsed by this mysterious benefactor as she lowered her gaze.Erica's face turned even paler. Her hands and feet grew cold as her eyes welled up with tears. She was acutely aware that, beneath the difference in status, she was like an ant that could be easily crushed. She was not worth anyone's concern."It's fine, Ms. Emerson," Erica said softly. Her long lashes trembled slightly as she tried to suppress the choked-up feeling in her throat. "I didn't do my job well in the first place. It is only natural to get scolded. It's alright … "She tried to pretend to be
Did she actually record it?Hannah gracefully dodged Carson's attempt to snatch her phone and put it away.She warned him, saying, "I wouldn't do that if I were you. I won't make a big deal out of hitting you, but if you try to take my phone …" She smiled, but there was no humor in her eyes. "That'd be robbery, right?"Did he think she wouldn't dare to call the police? Carson hesitated, frozen in place, unsure of what action to take.An intense glare crossed his face as he retorted, "Quit poking your nose where it doesn't belong. Did you bother asking the person involved about her opinion, Ms. Emerson?""Erica, do you not want to pass the assessment?" He threatened her with a touch of malice, "Make Ms. Emerson delete the video, or don't blame me for not wanting to keep a troublemaker here like you."He knew right from the beginning that Erica came to Hopeldon from a small village and was living in poverty in the slums of the western areas. She reportedly had a boyfriend wit