Without further delay, Sean and Zander immediately got in the car and drove toward White Rose Nightclub.
The night thickened.
White Rose Nightclub was packed with people.
Lyla was now cornered in the hall by a rich young man and his two bodyguards.
The corner was dark, but many customers still noticed the four. Usually, the security guards in the nightclub would have come to Lyla's rescue.
After all, Lyla was a hostess in White Rose Nightclub. Although it was not a proper job, she was still considered White Rose Nightclub's employee.
White Rose Nightclub's security guards would come forward if an employee were in trouble.
However, none of the security guards at White Rose Nightclub had shown up!
Moreover, the customers watched from a distance. No one dared to come forward to rescue Lyla.
It was because the rich heir who cornered Lyla was the heir of the Jensen family, Jonathan!
Jonathan wore a white shirt, black trousers, and designer sneakers.
He dressed up casually and neatly tonight, but there was a wine stain on the chest area of his white shirt. It was red as blood.
"Look! Look what you've done!"
Jonathan held his collar in his hand, shaking his white shirt and showing Lyla the wine stain on his chest.
"You have the f*cking nerve to get my clothes dirty. Do you have any idea how much my shirt is worth? Fifty thousand! Fifty thousand!"
He was indeed the heir of the Jensen family. Even his shirt cost fifty thousand dollars.
It was outrageous.
Lyla trembled, her hand shaking as she held the empty glass.
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