Chapter 150 Dragged Away

Just as Annie was trying to figure out what excuse would get Sean off her back, several burly men suddenly shoved their way in from the side. They were all flushed from drinking, their gazes sharp and hostile, the kind of presence that made people stay away. They went straight for Sean, like they had been waiting for him on purpose. The bald brute in front wrapped an arm around Sean's shoulders, grinning like he was looking for trouble. "Well, look who it is. Mr. Frost, are you alone? Come on. Drinks are on us!" Sean froze, the shock sobering him instantly. He tried to wrench free, but the others clamped down on him so hard that he couldn't even budge. He demanded, "Who the hell are you? Let go of me!" Against the drunken thugs, Sean's struggle looked weak and futile. They ignored him, hauling him deeper into the club toward a booth. It happened so fast it felt like some sudden, ridiculous farce. Annie stayed where she was, watching Sean get taken away until his figure vanished