Chapter 101

These playboys, who were spoiled by either their sisters or brothers,

often played with beautiful women.

So they had seen a lot of beautiful women.

Little-known stars and Internet celebrities just loved flattering them.

However, none of them were as beautiful and elegant as the woman in

front of them.

Sylvia sneered again and played her card with her slender fingers.

Romeo immediately wailed, "Goddess, you scoop me!"

Not willing to be outdone, the yellow-haired guy and another teenager

started another game.

It didn't take long for Sylvia to win.

"Fuck!"

"No way!"

Romeo and the other two looked at Sylvia with frustration yet

confusion.

He just didn't believe that.

Sylvia played several games on their persistence, but the result was

the same.

It didn't take long before hundreds of 100-dollar bills piled up.

All the money James lost before was back, and doubled.

On the contrary, the other three had less and less money.

"Goddess, you ... Why are you so good at this?" Romeo looked at

Sylvia and said like he was much behind on her victory.

James was giddy with excitement.

No one knew Sylvia was such a good player at cards.

The night was falling as three or four hours passed without a trace.

Sylvia stood up, looking at the pile of money on the table, and then at

the boys who had miserably lost so much money.

"It's James’ treat today. Let's go to Royal Galaxy."

"Royal Galaxy? Sylvia, we haven't booked a place, so it's impossible.”

It was not that James was unwilling to pay the bill.

It was universally acknowledged how hard it was to make a reservation

at Royal Galaxy. The public had to book at least one week in advance.

There was absolutely no room for them if they just rushed there!

Sylvia wouldn't take the money she just won. “Trust me, let's go."

Royal Galaxy was a comprehensive clubhouse with chess rooms,

KTVs, and billiards rooms ...

They exited a private box. James excitedly ran to foot the bill.

“Let me go! Let me go!" A familiar voice came to him when he returned

to look for others, passing another box.

"Cameron, you are a shit. Don't you dare touch me again! My brother

will come over and kick your ass!"

"Bitch! I'm going to take away your virginity anyway! And who doesn't

know that your brother doesn't even care about you!" Aman cursed.

It was Poppy!

"Poppy!" James" heart tightened. He broke into the box without

hesitation,

Several playboys placed their arms around a woman in the box filled

with indulgence, and one of them pushed Poppy onto the sofa, her skirt

ripped apart and her white shoulders exposed to them. Moreover, it

could be seen that the poor Poppy had just been slapped.

James was so angry that he grabbed a beer bottle from the table and

smashed it at the man, "How dare you sully my sister! You're dead

people now!"

He was a flighty young man who would definitely explode seeing his

sister harassed, and he fought with Cameron and Wilson without

thinking.

The sound of smashing bottles filled the box.

James was so angry that his eyes turned red; Cameron and the others

pinned him down, punching and kicking him unscrupulously.

"James! Don't hurt my brother!" Poppy cowered fearfully.

What James and Poppy didn't expect was that Cameron's gang carried

knives! One of them drew a long knife and walked towards James.

They were too engaged in the fight to continue bullying Poppy who

rushed out of the box and cried for help.

"Help! There is killing here!"

Sylvia and Romeo were waiting for James to come back and join them,

but after waiting for a while they didn't see him, so they came out for

him.

But they ran into Poppy with her ripped clothes and teary eyes the

moment they came out.

Poppy rushed over desperately as soon as she saw Sylvia, "Sylvia!

They have knives and try to kill James!"

They were young men who valued friendship. Knowing that something

bad happened to James, they said without hesitation, “Let's go!"

"Fuck! How dare their hurt our bro!"

Romeo sprinted forward as he took off his jacket and draped it over

Poppy, "Get dressed! Lead the way!"

In the box, James was outnumbered and got badly battered.

James struggled to crawl out, and several men behind him were

smashing bottles at his head.

Bang!

A hole materialized in his forehead immediately.

Blood was flooding.

Sylvia had just reached the door of the box when a beer bottle hit her

head.

She stayed cool, lifting the purse in her hand and flinging it forward!

The bottle suddenly shattered right in mid-air, the wreckage plummeting

to the ground.

The purse fell steadily into her palm with her fingers reaching it.

Their faces changed as they heard the noise outside during the fight.

They all looked out, only to see the stunning image of Sylvia shattering

a bottle with her purse.

Cameron and others, with long knives in their hands, were cold-

blooded but still were shocked to see an extremely beautiful woman

with such strength.

"Sylvia ... help me," James mumbled. He was lying on the floor, dying,

his hands reaching Sylvia, his face covered in blood.

Cameron thought someone was coming to the aid of James, so he

pulled a knife and stabbed James on the ground without thinking.

Franklin paid $9 million for Keturah at the Wilson family's last charity

dinner, which greatly humiliated the Wilson family.

Cameron was looking for revenge on the Maskelynes this time as a

final reckoning.

"James!" Romeo and others nearby, scared by the sight of the falling

knife, couldn't do anything but shouted desperately.

It looked like the knife was about to stab James’ back!

The purse in Sylvia's hand swished out, hitting Cameron's wrist with

precision.

His hand trembled, shaken by the weight of the purse, and he released

the knife.

Bang!

The long knife landed on the ground with a crash and broke in two!

None wasn't shocked.

This was the first time James had seen someone break a blade with a

purse!

But the long knife was obviously made of SAE 304 stainless steel.