Chapter 17

With a cold gaze, Nadia looked down at the man rolling on the floor. There was no fear in her eyes. Instead, she expressed nothing but disdain. She picked up her chip card and turned to leave the chaotic scene. Just then, a young man's slightly playful yet attractive voice rang out. He sounded relaxed, but he also possessed a natural sense of superiority and control. "Are you seriously messing with my people in my own territory? Charles, are you still drunk from last night, or do you have a death wish?" The crowd parted to let a young man in a black suit through. The first three buttons on his shirt were undone, exposing his collarbone. There was an unlit cigar in the man's mouth, and he had stuck his hands in his pockets as he strode lazily onto the scene. His facial features were striking and well-defined. His gaze swept casually across the whole venue before settling on Nadia. An obvious look of amazement and interest flashed across his pretty eyes. It was none other than Jasp