Immediately after that, they started another round of discussions.
“You’ll need some dignity as a person. You shouldn’t have gone down on your knees over such a small
matter. Aren’t you ashamed at all?”
“Exactly, it’s just a small sum of money. How serious can it be? A real person doesn’t surrender easily.
How could she kneel just like that?”
“I think she’s usually a shameless girl. Otherwise, she wouldn’t seem so well-trained at kneeling down.”
“Is she trying to guilt-trip others? She has to pay for soiling her clothes. Does she think that doesn’t
have to pay just because she’s kneeling?”
A mean-looking woman even shouted loudly, “Don’t be taken in by her as she’s merely trying to earn
your pity. Make her pay for it or we can be your witnesses if you call the police!”
As though empowered by the mutterings around her, the woman turned even more smug. “Don’t try this
with me! You either pay me or I’ll call the police! It’s useless even if you’re down on your knees!”
Matthew’s face turned stone cold at the scene and was about to walk over when a few other people beat
him to it. The one leading them was the manager of the venue, Mr. Wellington.
“What happened?” he asked.
After detailing to him what happened earlier with some exaggeration, the rich woman added, “She
doesn’t look like she was invited here. I suggest you check if she has an invitation card!”
With his eyes fixed on Ellie, Mr. Wellington said, “Hi, please show me your invitation card!”
Ellie’s face was flushing red while her hands tugged at the hem of her clothes, speechless.
“I’m asking for your invitation card!” he repeated in a warning tone. “I’m calling the police if you don’t
have one. Breaking into here is a crime!”
“N-No!” Ellie exclaimed in shock. “I-I…”
“Don’t waste your time, just call the police!” the woman shouted furiously. “I can tell from her sneaky
manner that she must be a thief.”
“Yeah, call the police,” the crowd said. “How can such a person sneak into such a luxurious place? Take
her away so she won’t ruin the ambience!”
With an indifferent look, Mr. Wellington took out his cellphone, but Ellie jumped up suddenly and made a
break for it.
However, a few security officers swiftly pinned her to the ground and the woman rushed over and
delivered a slap on Ellie’s face, shouting, “Are you trying to escape, b*tch? I could already tell that you’re
a wretched thing from the beginning. Do you think that you don’t have to pay if you run away? Dream on!
I’m going to beat you to death!”
She raised her hand and wanted to strike again, but a hand appeared and grabbed her by the back of
her neck. Even before she could see what was going on, she was thrown to the side and a kick struck
her lower abdomen, which sent her rolling across the floor.
It was Matthew who had beat her and he flashed the security officers a cold look as he paced toward
Ellie, shouting, “Let go of her!”
Mr. Wellington’s face turned solemn at the situation. “Sir—”
But Matthew interjected, “I said let go of her!”
Bursting out in anger, Mr. Wellington exclaimed, “I don’t care who you are, Sir, but you hit someone and
even want us to let a thief go. That’s utterly impossible!”
“Impossible?” Matthew sneered. Suddenly, he grabbed him by his throat and lifted him up, bellowing, “It
should be possible now!”
The security officers all dashed over. “Release our manager!”
Without loosening his grip, Matthew swung his fists and kicked out, knocking down all the security
officers. Stunned, nobody in the crowd had thought that he would have such amazing skills.
Throwing Mr. Wellington aside, Matthew then placed Ellie behind himself and asked gently, “Are you
alright?”
Unable to hold back her tears, she whimpered, “Matthew…”
Matthew gave her a reassuring smile.
Mr. Wellington scrambled up and yelled, “How dare you beat up someone here? Do you know who I
am?”
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