Chapter 178

There was no denying that Queenie was truly stunning. Tall and graceful, she had an elegant, serpent-like figure. Her face, strikingly beautiful, had a mix of cool detachment and subtle seduction, with a faint air of arrogance. She was like a rose standing proud atop a snowy mountain.

It was the first time Timothy had seen a woman who could perfectly blend these contrasting qualities.

At that moment, Queenie's gaze met his. Their eyes locked, and both frowned. Around them, the group of thugs holding iron rods jostled each other, just waiting for Queenie to give the order to beat Timothy into a pulp.

Queenie's face hardened. When she finally spoke, her voice was cold as ice. "Do you know what happens to people who cause trouble in my bar?"

The bar fell completely silent, no one daring to make a sound. To everyone else, this woman may have had the face of an angel, but she was more terrifying than a demon.

However, Timothy remained unfazed. He gave Queenie a casual once-over and res