Chapter 297

Bridget was terrified and trembled uncontrollably and quickly defended herself. "I'm sorry, Mr. Lance. It just slipped out! I didn't mean to do it. Please… forgive me!"

"Do you have a death wish?" Maxwell glared at her and flung her to the side.

Bridget fell to the floor, crying and begging for mercy.

Meanwhile, Maxwell took out his phone and called Nimbus Lounge. "Have someone pick up Bridget! Teach this ignorant woman a lesson!"

"No, please, Mr. Lance," Bridget cried and crawled to him. "I won't do it again. Please don't send me back to Nimbus Lounge. It's hell there. I... I can't go back. They'll kill me."

Maxwell squatted down and gripped her jaw. "I've told you, you should do as you're told! Nothing more, nothing less! But you're too stupid for your own good! You're always acting on your own!"

With that, he ignored Bridget's pleas and ordered his men to take her away while waiting for the people from Nimbus Lounge to arrive.

Maxwell sat on the couch and yelled, "Come out!"