Sophie Smith dazedly glanced at the man supporting her, blinking her eyes.
Asher Land’s handso face seed to rge with the man in front of her, Sophie reached out and linked her arm through his, murmuring softly.
"Oh, still coming into his arms, huh? She must be having fun tonight..." The stranger laughed heartily.
"Asher Land..." Sophie’s head was extrely painful, and she instinctively grabbed the man’s sleeve, fearing she didn’t even have the strength to stand upright.
Then, when Asher Land rushed into the nightclub, he saw the scene that almost made him explode with anger.
Sophie, her whole body limp, collapsed into the arms of a stranger; drunk, with a flushed face, the smile at the corner of her mouth appeared increasingly enchanting.
Her soft, boneless body rubbed against the man’s like a cat, the man catered to her, holding her in his arms, kissing and hugging.
With swift steps, Asher Land charged forward, swung his fist, and knocked the man to the ground.
Sophie, losing her support, was unsteady, about to fall to the ground, when Asher Land extended his long arm, grabbed her wrist, and pulled her into his arms.
"So hot..."
Sophie felt as if her body were feverish, half-squinted her eyes, licking her dry lips, looking bewildered, inviting trouble.
Asher Land couldn’t suppress his anger. This woman dared to co to the nightclub to party and get drunk?
The man on the ground, having been unjustly punched, still hadn’t figured out what was going on; as he tried to get up, Asher Land kicked him again.
From the darkness, Luke Land finally stepped forward.
He hadn’t intervened before, but now it was ti.
With stride full of confidence, he walked toward the man holding Eva Miller, delivering violent and decisive punches and kicks.
"President Land..." Robert Williams ca over, glancing at the two n on the ground, sneering, "Leave these two to us, you better take Miss Smith back to rest."
Seeing Sophie drunk out of her mind, Robert Williams couldn’t help but feel worried for her.
No one knew what kind of punishnt the boss would te out, especially since Asher Land genuinely seed angry.
Asher Land lifted Sophie horizontally, coldly glancing at the n on the ground.
"Don’t let the punishnt be too light, understand?" he said in a deep voice to Robert Williams.
"Understood, President Land." Robert Williams accepted the order.
Asher Land hadn’t walked more than a couple of steps with Sophie in his arms when she began to struggle restlessly, "Let go, let go!"
"Shut up!" Asher Land looked at the woman in his arms with extrely muddled consciousness, feeling exceedingly irritated.
"Are you looking for a man to sleep with today?" he said coldly.
Thinking about her being hugged and kissed by another man made him fear losing control any second and doing sothing regrettable.
"I want to find Eva, I want to drink with her... let go..."
Ignoring her, Asher Land tossed her straight into the car.
He drove very fast, with the car windows not completely closed, wind rushing in, Sophie hugged herself, muttering ’cold’.
Though he felt angry with her, seeing her so helpless and pitiful gave him an indescribable feeling.
He rolled up the windows, glanced at the woman muttering with her eyes closed, shaking his head helplessly.
He quickly drove back to the Land Family estate, exerting so force, he then pulled her out of the car.
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