James shook his head and said, “We’ll wait and see.”
The meeting with Madelyn was a matter of great significance. He could not mess things up for something as trivial as this.
On the stage, Delilah hurriedly got up. She lowered her head and apologized profusely. However, Habib could not care less. Things were the way he wanted. The lower Delilah hung her head, the louder the shouts of the crowd were.
Habib reached out and grabbed Delilah’s dress. In an instant, her dress was torn apart. Her fair and delicate skin was exposed for all to see. Panicking, she hurriedly covered her body.
“Hahaha!”
“What a nice figure.”
Seeing this, James could no longer restrain himself. He leaped from the second floor and landed steadily on the stage.
His feet landed, and the stage shook slightly.
“What?”
The crowd was dumbfounded.
What the hell?
Did he just leap from the second floor?
James was wearing a large-sized jacket and a black cap. After all, he was trying to cover his tracks before his meetup with Madelyn.
Seeing that someone had jumped down from the lounge of the second floor, Habib momentarily froze before saying coldly, “Playing the hero, kid? Who do you think you are…”
Before he could finish his sentence, James gave him a powerful kick, and he was immediately sent flying.
James removed his jacket and wrapped it around Delilah, who was trying desperately to cover her naked body.
“Th-Thank you… You should leave… He’s not someone you can deal with…” Delilah was telling James to leave. However, at that moment, she had a glimpse of his face. “You…”
She froze. “J-James?”
James frowned. “Didn’t I give you my number in the Southern Plains? I told you to come to me if you’re having any difficulties. Why are you here singing in a bar?”
“I…”
Delilah lowered her head and fell silent.
“You’re asking for this,” a roar came.
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