Chapter 41

One of Bob's henchmen cursed, "Damn it! Stop, you bitches!"

He chased after Heather and Ivy as they bolted down the stairs, all the while shouting into his walkie-talkie, "I need backup! Those two bitches are getting away!"

With the many private lounges hosted by the Lunary, only a few people loitered in the corridors. The only way Heather and Ivy could get to the safety of a crowd was to go out the front doors.

As such, they ran like mad down the stairs.

However, they had only just reached the first-floor lobby when someone reached out to grab Heather by the arm. She looked up to see Bob leering at her, and her blood ran cold.

"Where are you running off to, Ms. Sutton?" Bob asked icily, his question rhetorical.

Heather bit her lip. She glanced to the side and saw a wine rack. She quickly reached out her free hand to grab one of the bottles and smash it against the rack.

The bottle shattered. Heather pointed the jagged ends of the broken bottle at Bob and warned coldly, "Let us