She clutched her phone, staring daggers at Serena's placid face. Grinding her teeth, she hissed, "Still talking tough when you're about to die! Let's see how arrogant you are after I take some photos and videos!"
With that, she yelled at the two men, "Go on, rip her clothes off!"
The two men lunged toward Serena.
A faint smile played on Serena's lips.
Her porcelain-white, beautiful face was chillingly cold.
Just as she was about to raise her hands and grab the men...
"Well, well, what a party."
A lazy, playful voice chimed in.
Three young men with different colored hair swaggered over.
The leader, Riley, smirked as his eyes swept over the group. "What's going on here, fellas? A little role-playing? Or are you shooting a movie?"
The two chefs, already feeling guilty, were startled by the sudden appearance of the three youths.
Hailey Wynn narrowed her eyes, looking the three men up and down.
They were wearing trendy clothes without any prominent logos, nothing that looked particularly expensive.
And their hair was a rainbow of colors.
A truly prominent, respectable family wouldn't have their kids running around looking so unpolished.
With that thought, Hailey decided they weren't from any important family. Her expression soured, and she glared at them. "Mind your own business. Get lost!"
"Riley, that chick just told you to get lost! Hahaha, that's a first! Someone actually dared to tell you to scram!" Darius clicked his tongue, looking like he was enjoying the show.
Riley found it amusing, too. He lifted his chin at Hailey. "You. What family are you from?"
His gaze made Hailey's heart skip a beat.
She pursed her lips, a bad feeling creeping over her.
Riley laughed. "What? Scared now? You seemed pretty bold a minute ago pulling this kind of stunt on wood family territory. Ever think about the consequences?"
Hailey's face turned pale.
The two chefs were massive and heavily built-an intimidating sight. They realized if
this went south, they were in deep trouble.
They had to finish the job quickly.
Once everything was done, there would be no turning back!
Otherwise, just as that Riley fellow said...
Pulling stunts like this on Blackwood family territory, during Miss Lancaster's coming-of-age party, no less.
It was a death sentence!
Besides, those three... they just looked like some rich kids, all skinny arms and legs. The three of them together were probably no match for the two of them!
The chefs exchanged a look, their desperation turning vicious.
One of them suddenly lunged at Riley, trying to pin him down.
The other pulled a small, sharp carving knife from his grease-stained uniform and pointed it at Riley.
"Holy shit! You're pulling a knife?!"
Riley, who had probably never seen anything like this, faltered in his arrogance and instinctively took a half-step back. "Using a knife... that's a crime!"
His retreat only confirmed Hailey's suspicion that he was a useless coward. "Don't listen to his bullshit! Hurry up and take care of that bitch, and all our problems will be solved!"