Mr. Brady was already taking off his pants, desperate to possess Carla as soon as possible. With a sickening chuckle, he said, "I heard that you used to be Mr. Giblo's woman? Hahaha! I can't wait to get a taste of you…"
Right at the very moment, the private room's room was busted open and a righteous-sounding voice rang, " Stop!"
A few bodyguards dashed into the private room and saved Carla.
Lifting her head, Carla noticed that it was Humphrey.
"Brady, you're a bas_ard!" Humphrey pointed at Mr. Brady and gritted through his teeth, "How could you do something like that?""Mr. Whyte, why are you always taking this woman's side? What kind of relationship do you have with this woman?" Mr. Brady was pissed off.
"You really have a death wish. Did you know to whom she belonged?"
The private room's room door was kicked down once again after he was done talking.
A slender figure dashed into the room, and the man looked like he was Lucifer as he exuded a cold and domineering vibe.
Carla hurriedly turned her head to one side as she fumbled for her mask. She did not wish for Zayn to see her in such a disheveled manner.
However, it was too late. Zayn had already seen it all; her broken dress, and the exposed skin. His eyes burned with seething fury.
"Bas_ard, you really have a death wish!" Benard dashed over and seized the scoundrel by his throat as he berated, "How dare you lay a finger on Mr. Giblo's woman?"
"I… I had no idea…" Mr. Brady fumbled to explain himself. "I didn't know…"
"As if!" Humphrey bellowed at the man, "I've told you before. She's Mr. Giblo's woman and told you not to get any ideas about her, but it seems like you paid no heed to my warnings."
"Damn you, Humphrey Whyte!" Mr. Brady was boiling with fury at that point. "When have I ever stepped on your tail? Why are you throwing stones at me now?"
Then, the man turned and explained to Zayn, "Mr. Giblo, I only came here because of Miss Benday. She said that she would consider collaborating with me if I rape this woman."
Zayn removed his coat and draped it over Carla and ordered with an icy cold tone, "Get out of here first."
She clutched onto the coat like it was a life-saving straw and staggered over to Diane's side. The duo then hurried out of the room.
As soon as they stepped out of the room, wails of pain could be heard coming out of the private room.
Diane shuddered to hear the commotion as her legs went jelly and almost slumping to the floor.
Carla steadied her friend right then.
"Who are those people?" Diane steadied herself against the wall as she shivered uncontrollably.
"They're not good souls, that's for sure." Carla steadied her friend as they walked. "Let's go look for Roland. You need to go to the hospital since you're injured."
"I'm alright. I could just soothe my cheeks with some ice." Diane then turned to her friend. "I'm the one who is supposed to ask you this. Are you alright?"
"I'm okay…" Carla was plagued by guilt as she eyed her friend's swollen face. "I dragged you into this mess."
"Don't worry about it. We are besties, and you definitely did not get me into any trouble." Diane still shuddered from apprehension, "By the way, who is that Mr. Giblo? Is he your boyfriend? Why do they keep saying that he's your boyfriend?"
"It's a long story…"
Before she could finish, Roland had already rushed to their sides with his people behind him, "Are the two of you alright?"
"Roland!" Diane rushed over and tugged on the man. "It was so scary just now. Someone tried to rape Carla, and then…"
"Is Mr. Giblo here?" Roland interrupted Diane and turned to ask Carla instead.
"Yes." She nodded.
"My goodness, I'm going to be in so much trouble this time." Roland slapped himself across his face exasperatedly. "I thought you guys had broken things off for real… Damn it. I shouldn't have let you stay last time."
"I'm sorry. I'll clarify things with him and tell him not to put you in a difficult position, " Carla hurriedly said: You're already caught between a rock and a hard place. Are you sure you can still plead for others?"
A cold voice rang from a distance, sending waves of chill air into the hallway, and it seemed like they were in hell…
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