The manager winked at his men, who then went up and caught Donna.

He was stunned to hear Donna cursing Karl but managed to put on an air and instruct his men, "Take her to Mimi and dress her up according to Mr. Kent's instruction."

"Yes, sir." His subordinates then took her away.

"Let go, let go of me!" She felt like entering a wolf's den and regretted coming here.

But it seemed that she was taken here against her will.

...

The manager opened the door of the booth and got in with Donna.

Two sturdy men against her will dragged her in.

In the quiet booth, everyone sat neatly in his seat and looked uneasily at Karl, a man as moody as the king of hell.

Holding a cigarette between his slender fingers, he puffed a cloud of smoke that pervaded the air. When it dispersed, his handsome face was revealed. It was so perfect that even men would be impressed.

He stubbed out the cigarette, threw it into an ashtray, and measured her with his dark eyes.

Not only him but the other men in the booth couldn't help lay their eyes on her. They might look prim, but their eyes were filled with admiration and desire.

She was forced to change into a sexier and more revealing outfit. Her long hair was styled while heavy and attractive makeup had been put on her face. Though she looked reluctant and indignant, it didn't affect her natural beauty.

With resentful eyes, she glared at the exalted man in the seat of honor.

Under her gaze, Karl indifferently raised his hand and gently waved it.

Then those men let go of her.

Donna rubbed her nearly bruised shoulders and looked resentful.

"Come here." Karl crooked his finger at her.

Fuming with rage, she certainly would not listen but turned to escape, but the bodyguards intercepted her at the door.

Everyone watched the fun and speculated about her relationship with Karl. Was she Karl's woman?

While they were guessing, Karl opened his mouth and spoke in an elegant yet pretentious voice, "Everyone, allow me to introduce a new girl here."

People were struck dumb by his announcement.

New girl here? What did that mean?

A new girl brought here by Karl?

He was a guest here. Why did he bring here a new girl?

"Nonsense, what new girl!" The woman's angry voice reverberated through the room.

"Everyone, this new girl is ill-tempered. It looks like you should teach her manners." Karl stood up and walked to Donna.

She lifted her head, glared at him resentfully, and gnashed her teeth, "Why are you doing this to me?"

This man brought her here and had her dressed up like a prostitute so that these men could dally with her?

What grudge did he hold against her? Why was he doing this to her?

Seemingly in deep thought, Karl ignored her resentful gaze. His voice remained elegant and calm, "You have two options. Either you get out of here, no one will stop you, but Hamilton will die, or entertain these men with your lowly body."