"He's just a kept man, pretending." Although Elizabeth said this, her charming face couldn't help but instantly darken.
"Crash!"
The door of the VIP room was kicked open.
Immediately, a group of men in matching suits, all muscular, walked in.
The whole room was in a daze, their eyes all turning towards the door.
Only Everett remained unfazed, as if everything was within his expectations.
The suited men quickly lined up in two rows, and Alice, dressed in haute couture from head to toe, wearing a pair of high-end custom-made heels that couldn't be found anywhere else in the world, gracefully entered.
A beauty that could topple empires, almost otherworldly.
That was... the woman who had dinner with Everett yesterday!
Amelia stood up in anger, pointing at Everett and shouting, "You, you, you... you……
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