Chapter 3 An unlikely Escape

Chapter 3

An Unlikely Escape

The door of Box 808 was wide open, with a group of seventeen or eighteen-year-old teenagers entertaining themselves inside.

Before Blondie Apple could step in, she heard someone shout, "Love till death!"

She furrowed her brows and silently cursed, "Love your head!"

"Eh? Cavan, who is this girl?"

Before Cavan Noah could reply, Blondie Apple spoke up, "I'm looking for Cavan Noah."

As soon as she finished speaking, a tidy young lad in a white shirt stood up from the sofa, and with an elegant gesture, raised his hand and said, "I'm here."

Blondie Apple sighed again. What a handsome man!

In the smoky box, Cavan Noah looked like a clean angel, completely out of place in this environment.

Blondie Apple walked over to him, took off her bag, and handed it to him. "Your backpack."

Cavan Noah accepted it with an icy demeanor and handed her the backpack next to him, saying, "Returning something intact to its rightful owner."

Blondie Apple took the backpack, and four big characters quickly appeared in her mind: Game Over!

She turned around to look at Cavan Noah-

"Cavan Noah, hmm? Presenting yourself to me? How about-we do it right here?"

As soon as her words fell, the entire box fell silent-

Even the off-tune teen who was singing "Love till death" stopped singing and looked in their direction.

Cavan Noah looked at her curiously, asking, "Are you sure?"

Here? Surrounded by a crowd?

Who would have guessed, this seemingly ordinary girl was so bold?

"That's right. Here."

Huh? She, Blondie Apple, offering herself to him? Is he tired of his life?

She took one step at a time toward Cavan Noah --

While she appeared rather common, the type you couldn't pick out of a crowd, there was an enchanting aura about her.

Instinctively, Cavan Noah backed away.

But the girl had no intention of letting him go.

In a flash, there was a loud 'bang,' followed by a heartbreaking scream.

Before anyone could react, the girl was nowhere to be seen...

The entire room instantly fell into grave silence --

Many people dramatically rubbed their eyes.

They wanted to make sure what had just happened wasn't a dream.

Holy crap! The prestigious Cavan Noah got kicked in the nuts?

Really!

And by an ugly lass, no less?

Following that, Cavan Noah's livid voice echoed through the entire private room.

"Filthy girl, how dare you?! Ah, my jewels!"

"Immediately lock down all the exits of the nightclub! I want that filthy girl captured alive."

"I'm going to make her wish she were dead!"

Blondie Apple traversed the bustling nightclub, winding her way through the crowd before darting into a ladies' restroom without a second thought.

Why didn't she just run away?

Obviously, the nightclub must be owned by Cavan Noah's family, given how easily he could grant those drunken fools free rein.

It would be suicide to try to escape now.

She approached the sink, washing off all the makeup on her face. Before long, a pure and refined face appeared in the mirror.

Gorgeous!

Blondie Apple admired herself inwardly, took off her coat, and put it in her backpack, revealing the white shirt beneath.

She then let her tied-up hair down, allowing her long locks to drape over her shoulders...

In an instant, her aura completely transformed, as though she were a totally different person.

A peerless beauty indeed!

Hahaha... Who could possibly recognize her now?

Just as Blondie Apple was about to savor the moment, the restroom door was suddenly kicked open from the outside...