Valda Theller stared blankly at the scene before her. âDid Brian⦠knock down these people?
âBut could he knock down that many people on his own?â
âYouâre⦠not hurt, are you?â she asked quickly.
Brian smiled faintly and said, âThey canât hurt me. Alright, letâs get out of here.â
However, after taking two steps, he realized she was still standing in the same spot.
âWhatâs the matter?â He turned to look at her.
She took a deep breath as her dangling hands clenched into fists. âMy⦠My feet are a little weak, so I might walk a little slower.â
She had almost used up all her strength trying to walk. She wobbled and was about to stumble after only two steps.
Brian lunged forward, grabbed Valda Theller, and picked her up in his arms.
She shouted, âHey! Are⦠Are you going to carry me out of here?â
âWhat else? You might not even make it out in another hour if you go out by yourself,â said Brian before striding out of the washroom.
Valda Theller could only feel many peopleâs eyes on them.
On any other day, she would be blushing and feeling embarrassed, but she was still in fear from the incident earlier.
When Brian almost reached the bar entrance, someone stopped him. âWhatâs the matter? Are you just going to leave after beating people up? You canât get out of here so easily todayâ¦â
However, the next moment, another man hurried over and slapped the person hard. âWhat are you talking about? Hurry and apologize to Young Master Hart!â
The person who got slapped was confused. The man who hurried over pressed the manâs head and bowed to Brian.
âYoung Master Hart, my subordinate doesnât know his manners. Please forgive him, Young Master Hart. Take⦠Take care. Iâll look for you and formally apologize later!â
He looked terrified.
Brian glared at him coldly and walked out of the bar with Valda Theller in his arms.
Then, the person who stopped Brian earlier looked uneasily at the man who came afterward. âBoss, whoâs Young Master Hart?â
His boss had a considerably tough background too, but he seemed apprehensive when facing that Young Master Hart earlier. The subordinate had never seen him this way.
âThat was the crown prince!â the man said worriedly! He wondered if the crown prince would take it out on him for what had happened in his bar today.
âThe crown prince?â The subordinate forze. âThe crown prince of the entertainment industry seems to be the only person in Emerald City dubbed the crown prince.
Oh, yes. He has the surname Hart too!â
The subordinate could not help sweating profusely at the thought of it. He regretted blocking the crown princeâs way and speaking so harshly.
âIf Boss hadnât rushed over to stop me, I would have probablyâ¦!
âGet the names of everyone who made trouble today. Never let them set foot in the bar again,â the boss said.