Chapter 8.

Laurel scoffed. The man's grip on her wrists was becoming unbearable. "Let me go." She spat with venom in her voice.

"You shouldn't have shown your ugly face here you…" The man started to say.

Laurel couldn't wait for him to complete that sentence. With unmatched agility, she sprung around, quickly changing their positions.

"You bi…bitch!" The man stuttered in pain.

"What is going on here?" Mr. Malik boomed with a half naked girl by his side. He didn't look pleased with the situation.

"This man here," Laurel breathed out, tightening her hold making the man yelp in pain. Everyone winced. They felt sorry for the drunkard. "He tested me…" She shot a haughty look at Mr. Malik, ignoring the disappointing look on Matteo's face.

"You silly girl!" Mr. Malik had screamed, shoving Mrs. Half naked to the side.

"Mr. Malik, can we have a chat?" Matteo half dragged the red looking man into the Tiny Hall. He looked like he would have a heart attack.