dyguards swarmed in.
In no time, they had surrounded the bar.

 

The elegant man at the entrance wore a luxurious bespoke hand-tailored suit.
The mole at the corner of his eye exuded a sense of chilliness.
His cold eyes swept across the place and he slowly said, “Group fights are prohibited in Hotel Finest!”

 

“…”

 

Nora, who had only just gotten into the mood to fight, lost interest in an instant.

 

Gee.

 

That man sure had a lot of rules.
It was affecting her performance.

 

Intimidated by the aura around him, everyone else also stopped moving.
Anthony, the one calling the shots, braced himself and asked, “Who are you?”

 

Lawrence, who was following closely behind Justin, answered, “This is Mr.
Hunt.”

 

Mr.
Hunt from Hotel Finest… Justin Hunt? That man at the top of the golden pyramid?!

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Anthony had heard that he was here in California on a business trip.
His family had given him a thousand and one warnings and told him not to mess with him.

 

Everyone’s expressions changed drastically.

 

Lawrence didn’t understand why his boss was suddenly being nosy, but since he had set the rules, they had to implement them.

 

He cleared his throat, raised his chin, and ordered, “How dare you fight at Hotel Finest? Are you sick of living? Get out!”

 

Everyone hurried out as if they were fleeing.

 

When Nora saw that Angela was also preparing to leave with the crowd, a sharp look flashed across Nora’s eyes.
She grabbed Angela’s arm.
“Angela, there’s something you haven’t said yet.”

 

Angela was already in a panic and at a loss at this point.
She glanced at Justin fearfully, wishing only to leave quickly.
She lowered her voice and retorted, “What are you going crazy for? Let go!”

 

“Okay.” Nora obediently let go of her arm.

 

Angela heaved a sigh of relief.
Just as she turned away and was about to leave, a huge force suddenly struck her from behind and kicked her into the air.

 

Bam!

 

Angela hit the table in front and fell to the ground.
She felt as if all her internal organs were aching.

 

After kicking her, Nora walked over and grabbed her by the hair.
In a fervent tone, she said, “Do you remember what you wanted to tell me now?”

 

Angela’s eyes widened.
With her eyes red, she shouted, “She’s being violent, Mr.
Hunt!”

 

Justin frowned.
That woman’s kick just now was unexpectedly forceful.
She seemed to have some pretty good moves, which made him seem as if he had been too much of a busybody.

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Before he even spoke, Lawrence reprimanded her.
“Group fights are prohibited in Hotel Finest, Miss Smith.
Do you have no regard for Mr.
Hunt’s rules?”

 

Nora looked up slightly.
Her looks made her look well-behaved and sensible.
She replied softly, “I’m alone.
I’m not in a group.”

 

“…”

 

Her words shut Lawrence up.

 

When one thought about it, there indeed wasn’t anything wrong with what she said.

 

Stunned, Angela screamed, “Help!”

 

Seeing that someone was about to come over, Nora glanced over coldly and asked, “Are you trying to gather a group of people?”

 

“…”

 

Seeing that no one dared to come over anymore, she looked down at Angela whom she was pressing down on.

 

Originally, on account of how they were sisters, after all, she had only wanted to know the whereabouts of her son and hadn’t intended to make things so ugly.
But injecting hormones into her when she was only five? Such a grudge had removed all of her restraint.

 

Smack!

 

She slapped Angela ruthlessly across her cheek.
When she saw her cheek visibly swelling, she slowly said, “If you continue to keep silent, I’ll beat you up so bad you won’t even recognize yourself anymore.”

 

A trembling Angela couldn’t hold it in anymore.
She burst into tears and said, “I’ll talk, I’ll talk! That child—”

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