After answering a quick phone call in front of the elevator, Niles walked back to their private room.

On his way, he happened to overhear Stella talking to someone on the phone. He heard her say, "Go and get that woman who tripped me! Tie her up and bring her to me. I'll teach her a good lesson. That bitch!"

Niles didn't pay much attention to it and returned to the room. As soon as he slumped down on the couch next to Wesley, he took a swig of red wine and asked casually, “Wesley, who tripped that perfume witch? She's not a very kind woman, is she? I heard her ask someone to get the woman who had tripped her and teach her a good lesson." He sighed.

"Tsk, tsk

Women can be so vicious sometimes. Hey! Wesley, where are you going?"

Before he could finish speaking, Wesley rushed out of the room.

Outside the Orchid Private Club, Blair had just hailed a cab. She opened the passenger door, but before she could get in, a muscular man suddenly sprang up from behind her and shut the car door violently. She turned around to look at the man in confusion. It was then that she saw two more well-built men standing behind the muscular man. They were staring at her with a dangerous aura.

The taxi driver didn't want any trouble and stepped on the gas, speeding away.

Blair calmly hung her purse on her arm and asked them in a polite voice, "Sir, what do you want from me?"

The three men exchanged glances with each other. They had not expected

Blair to react so calmly. She wasn't scared, nor was she crying for help.

Instead, she Looked very much composed.

“Just come with us quietly. If you don't cooperate..." One of them swiftly pulled out a short knife from his pocket and swung it in front of her face.

Blair nodded.

"Understood. Who's your boss?"

“Shut up. No questions. Just follow us!"

Wesley rushed out of the club and anxiously scanned the street. In no time, he saw three men Leading a woman towards the back door of the club.

Without any hesitation, he ran towards them as fast as he could. The three men were knocked to the ground before they knew it. Everything happened in the blink of an eye.

After a while, the men quickly limped away, covering their body parts with their hands and groaning in pain. Wesley didn't chase after them.

He gripped Blair's wrist, but she struggled to break free.

He turned around to Look at her and explained, "Be good. I'll drive you back."

“No thanks. I'll hail a cab!" she insisted stubbornly. She broke free of his grip and walked away.

Wesley followed her silently. When they crossed the parking lot of the club, he strode towards her and covered her mouth with his hand before she could scream. He threw her on his shoulder and carried her towards his car.

The security guards of the club witnessed the scene in shock, their mouths agape. But they knew who Wesley was, so they didn't dare say anything and just watched him walk to his car with the woman struggling on his shoulder.

Wesley quickly opened the car door, stuffed Blair into the passenger seat and fastened her seat belt. She didn't even have the chance to protest.