Chapter 197. God Damn It

Shawn reached out and restrained Tony. Then, he said in a low voice, “Let me handle this. Go and get Miss Stark out of here.”

Currently, Elliot was holding onto Myra as they stood to the side. She looked miserable. She was so relieved at having been saved that her legs caved in under her weight and she almost skidded on the floor. Before she could react, Tony threw a suit jacket over her before he carried her in his arms.

Zion Club was not an ordinary clubhouse and its patrons were prominent figures in Bradfort City. Any delay in bringing an end to this debacle would only increase the risk of others finding out about what happened and that would not be good for Myra’s reputation.

Tony gazed at her trembling body and he grew grim when he saw that one of her cheeks were swollen. He had come to pick Myra up from the club today, but upon his arrival, he heard that she was still engaged in a discussion with those from the Management Department. With some time to spare,