Maggie helplessly knelt on the floor, almost being choked to death.

The rest of the men were only watching and cheering, as if it was some kind of an entertainment show.

“Let go of her, you bastard!"

Rosalynn was infuriated. She quickly stepped forward and pushed the man off Maggie.

She moved fast and pushed hard that the drunk man staggered back and almost fell.

The bottle of wine he was holding fell and spilled all over the floor.

With the help of the other people behind him, the man managed to regain his balance.

“| thought that your man is coming to help you. | didn't expect that it would be a beautiful chick. What do you want? Are you this idiot's friend?"

Rosalynn frowned even more as she smelled the scent of alcohol combined with the man's breath. At the same time, he looked at her up and down with a lustful grin. He then walked over and reached out to touch her face without any hesitation.

With a cold look, Rosalynn couldn't take it anymore. She grabbed the man's wrist, twisted it without mercy, and kicked him away.

"Argh! You bitch!"

The man screamed as he writhed on the floor. His face turned pale and it was obvious that he was in so much pain.

His companions looked at Rosalynn fiercely, as if they were ready to pounce on her at any time.

Nonetheless, Rosalynn kept her composure. She lightly patted Maggie on the back to calm her breathing and intended to leave the room with her.

"Bitch, how dare you hurt me? Don't think that | will let you off that easily!"

The man was furious from being deeply embarrassed. As he stood up from the floor, he picked up a chair nearby and raised it, intending to beat Rosalynn with it.

Rosalynn clicked her tongue and was about to dodge when she noticed more people standing by the door.

Then, a man said in a lazy voice, "What the hell is going on in here? How dare you make trouble in my place?"

The man was dressed in a white casual attire. He leaned against the door with his arms crossed in front of his chest.

His beautiful eyes were half smiling, and his temperament seemed very dignified.

This man was Sanford Robles, a notorious playboy in Wragos.

And beside him stood Brian.

These two were good friends since childhood, so Brian would come to his restaurant from time to time.

It happened that the restaurant where Maggie worked was owned by Sanford.

Seeing Brian alongside Sanford, Rosalynn narrowed her eyes.