Chapter 425



The drunkard’s insults escalated, his language growing more vile as time passed. Had Edgar not intervened in time, the drunkard might have forcibly taken Kallie to his private room.

Jake’s expression hardened, sharp enough to cut through steel as he watched the drunkard, his fury barely contained.

Amidst the commotion, the man from earlier seized the moment to escape.

“Are you hurt anywhere?” Jake’s voice was fraught with concern as he held Kallie’s hand, scanning her for injuries. Finding no visible harm brought him slight relief.

Oblivious to the situation’s gravity, the drunkard questioned irritably, “Who are you? Do you know her? Good, because she ruined my outfit. She has to pay for it. My trousers are bespoke and cost at least thirty thousand. Pay up now, or I will have her join me for a drink.”

Kallie, previously stoic, stepped subtly closer to Jake. Having spent time together recently, Jake had grown attuned to the nuances of Kallie’s expressions, even those minimally displayed.

Jake’s demeanor abruptly chilled further. He remained silent but shot Edgar a meaningful look.

Edgar caught on quickly, signaling the security to handle the drunkard.

The drunkard’s bravado faltered, his curses a thin veil over his growing panic. His protests were loud enough for passersby and occupants of neighboring rooms to hear. Yet, no one intervened. Most recognized the significance of the mask Jake wore and chose not to provoke his ire.

Eventually, after several dousing of cold water, the drunkard finally came to his senses.

The drunkard recognized Jake, and his voice shook as he spoke. “This is my first visit here, and I’m unfamiliar with the etiquette. I had no idea she was your woman. Please, let me show my remorse.”

With that, the drunkard repeatedly slapped his own face. His gaze shifted to Kallie, who still wore a look of discontent.

His smile was frosty as he addressed the trembling drunkard, “Don’t you know whom you should apologize to?”

The drunkard quickly caught on, turning his obsequious grin toward Kallie. “Miss, I was foolish not to recognize the company you keep. Please accept my sincerest apologies for the oversight.”

The disparity in the drunkard’s demeanor toward Jake and Kallie was stark.

Edgar, unable to contain his disdain, interjected sharply, “If you’re apologizing, then acknowledge what you did wrong.”

gαℓησν𝒆𝓁s․com is your gateway to fiction The drunkard looked bewildered. “I’m new here. I truly didn’t know this gentleman. I’m unfamiliar with everything.”

Edgar, driven by indignation, delivered a stern kick to the drunkard. “You spared the waiter but blamed her. Would you have harassed her if she were any less connected? Is that your belief?”

The drunkard retorted, “No decent woman would come to a place like this! Those who come here are no good. They’re here to lure men. This woman is merely fortunate to have caught this gentleman’s attention.”

Jake rose, a mocking sneer on his lips, as he took Kallie’s hand and approached the drunkard. “Look carefully and understand this.

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