One of the thugs held a cigarette in his mouth, looking into Daisy Grant's eyes with an enigmatic expression, "Have a seat with Brother Morales. We'll drive you back after a while."
Ariel Morris bit her lip, "Not interested!"
As Ariel spoke, she grabbed Daisy Grant's hand and started to walk away, intending to bypass them.
The five thugs exchanged glances and immediately formed a blockade around them, trapping their path.
Ariel Morris cast a cold glance at the thugs, her voice icy, "What do you want?!"
The thugs surrounded Ariel Morris and Daisy Grant, grinning, "Want to leave? First, take care of Brother Morales for us!"
Daisy Grant held onto Ariel Morris's hand, her palm trembling slightly with tension, instinctively tightening her grip, fear creeping into her heart.
If only she hadn't been in a bad mood and asked Ariel to accompany her for drinks, they wouldn't have encountered such a situation! How were they going to get out of this unscathed?
