Portia’s face paled. She covered her head and hid behind Lewis.


    “Lewis, help me please.”


    Lewis himself was no match for Debbie. But he was a man, and he couldn’t afford to see a woman


    being bullied in front of him. He tried to coax Debbie, “Beautiful girl, please. Let her go for my sake.


    Let’s put this matter to rest now, okay? It’s not safe to y with sharp objects Like you’re doing. What if


    someone gets hurt?”


    Lewis was a yboy. Always too soft, too patient with beautiful women


    Debbie, however, didn’t buy none of that crap. She pointed the scissors to his crotch and threatened,


    “On second thought, I better cut your dick off. You’ll never hurt girls again, after this, I promise.”


    Lewis went numb at the sight of the menacing woman. Certain that if he tried to resist Debbie, things


    would turn nasty, he chose to cooperate.


    He drew Portia aside, grabbing both her hands so that she wouldn’t move while Debbie clipped her


    hair.


    “Don’t worry. Better the small humiliation of a bald shave than to think we can fight her when we both


    know what she’s capable of.”


    Portia broke herself free and pped Lewis across the face.


    “You are a good-for-nothing wimp! Why not call your cousin? He’s Carlos! And you are the general


    manager of Hilton Group’s New York branch yourself


    Why are you so afraid of her? Debbie is just a weak woman. We have so many people here. Ask them


    to tie her up!”


    Lewis had been beaten by Debbie and cussed out by Portia. He was a proud man, and couldn’t stand it


    anymore. He pointed at Portia and cursed loudly, “Debbie’s right. You’re just like your mother—a total


    bitch! Get the hell out of my way!”


    Everyone was so shocked they couldn’t say a word.


    ConTEent bel0ngs to N?v(e)lD/rama(.)Org .


    Debbie was not interested in the drama. She approached Portia, grabbed her long hair and cut arge


    hunk of it off with the scissors.


    Portia’s hair fluttered to the ground along with her screams.


    “Aaaaaargh! Lewis, you puss-pop! Call your cousin!” Portia yelled at him.


    Lewis was fumed with rage when she called him that. He pointed at


    Debbie and demanded, “Have her arrested! Now! Otherwise, you’re all fired!”


    The bodyguards urged Ralph to action.


    “Boss, we need to do something.


    Lewis is Carlos’ cousin. If we get hurt, it’s won’t be a big deal. But


    I’m sure Carlos will be pissed if Lewis gets hurt.”


    “He’s right. You can just tell Emmett that Lewis forced us to arrest her.”


    ‘They make a lot of sense, ‘ Ralph thought. He didn’t need much time, and something needed to be


    done here, before Lewis got hurt even more.


    This had gone too far. He nodded and gestured to his men.