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In the private room below, Wells Morales approached Ariel Morris step by step, and Ariel instinctively retreated.
Wells's eyes glimmered with desire, his lips curled into a wicked smile, "Hurry up and undress! If you're too slow, I'll help you!"
Ariel glared at Wells, deliberately stalling by saying she would take off her clothes herself, then suddenly tidied her clothes with lightning speed, her eyes cold as she swiftly dashed to the sofa and grabbed a beer bottle from the table, smashing it hard at the two men tying up Daisy Grant.
"Ah!! Filthy wench!!!"
Screams echoed throughout the private room, as the two men clutched their bleeding heads and shouted.
Seizing the moment, Ariel quickly pulled Daisy up, shielding her behind, then hastily grabbed a few bottles of beer, handing two to Daisy for self-defense.
