Chapter 512
Andrew couldn’t afford to be embarrassed now that his friends were there. “Did you hear
me? Today, you must ride my car!”
Andrew was determined to win over Skr.
Natalie was furious. “Andrew, take your friends and leave now. Don’t think a few measly
dors can make people do things they don’t want. Skye doesn’tck money.”
“If I refuse to give in to you, what can you do?” Skr rubbed her wrist. It had been a while
since she fought. She wondered how to fight in a way that would qualify as perfect self–
defense.
Seeing Skr’s say?”
slender arms and waist, Andrew chuckled. “What do you
“Mr. Hughes, we’re here to help you.”
They were probably drunk. Those men showed unusually bold courage, taking advantage of
Andrew’s status in the Hughes family.
Regardless of the ce or how many people were around, they were intent on confronting
Skr head–on.
Other diners at nearby tables couldn’t help but gasp at the scene unfolding.
“What are you doing? Don’t disturb the twodies.” Someone stepped forward
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to intervene.
Several men ganged up on the two women, and this disy was too much for some spirited
men to bear.
The proprietress rushed over upon seeing the situation. “What’s going on?”
Andrew felt annoyed as so many people suddenly appeared and interjected.” Get lost, all of
you! It’s none of your business. We know each other.”
“Yeah, why do people meddle in things that aren’t their business everywhere?
Do we look like bullies?”
One of them was bold. He reached out toward Skr, intending to take her
away.
Just as his hand was about to touch Skr, a horrific scream echoed in the
entire fondue restaurant.
The others looked over and froze. Skr was holding a fork. She had just stabbed it into the
man’s arm.
Natalie blinked. Suddenly, she recalled that Skr was skilled in fighting.
“Nath, call the police.” Skr calmly reminded Natalie.
In the current situation, calling the police was the only solution. These men were clearly
intoxicated.
Intoxicated individuals oftencked rationality. Sometimes, they couldn’t
control their actions.
“I have already called the police. The police station is next door; they’ll be here any
moment,” a young woman suddenly shouted.
Skr smiled at her. “Thank you.”
Joe’s demeanor turned as cold as a midwinter’s day upon seeing the screenshots from
Rowan.
Even Paul felt a chill sitting in the same car. He needed to bundle up in his down jacket.
“Mr. Martin, is something wrong?” Paul asked nervously.
“Andrew is asking for trouble,” Joe replied icily.
“Andrew?” Paul was confused by his words. He wondered what was going on.
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Andrew had summoned hiswyer, Shane Bard, to the police station.