The neighbor urged, "My daughter works at a karaoke bar, y'know? She just called, saying Kat was in a fight with someone there! You should hurry over!" Nash flinched—there's never a dull moment with his daughter.
As he started running outside, he turned back halfway and apologized to Frank. "I'm so sorry, Mr.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtLawrence! Take your time—I need to check on my daughter right away." Frank, however, had put down his fork and knife and wiped his mouth. "I'm coming with you." He did not want to freeload off Nash especially when he was living in Nash's house, and he would definitely help in any way he could.
"But..." Nash appeared embarrassed since it did not make sense to have the Turnbulls' guest assist him.
"Don't worry—I| won't cause further trouble." Frank chuckled, seeing his misgivings. "Two heads are better than one." "Quit dawdling, Nash! Hurry up!" the neighbor urged just then.
"Alright." Nash nodded and quickly hurried outside to his white car.
Nothing mattered more than his daughter's safety now.
Ten minutes later, they arrived outside a karaoke bar, and they entered it to find several drunk burly men standing outside a private room.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmTheir leader was a young man in a plaid suit, his cheeks red like the drunk men around him.
He stank of alcohol like the rest, cursing as he kept kicking on the door violently, where Kat and her classmates were hiding and refused to open the door.
"Bitch!" the man screamed. "I'm playing nice, touching your butt, but you hit me! I'll have my way with you!" Then, taking a few steps back, he jumped at the door with a leaping kick, and the door opened with a crash.
The girls inside were screaming, but Kat showed spine as she stood staunchly in front of the man. "Hold it! I'm warning you, stay right there—my friends will soon be here, and you'll regret it!" "Your friends? Really?" Cid, the man in the plaid suit, chuckling coolly and poised to strike. "I own this place! Not even the Four Families can save you now! I'll have my way with you tonight!" "Stop!" Nash and Frank hurried to the scene just then, and Nash stood between Kat and Cid. "Please, we can talk about this! Let's not resort to violence." "What are you doing here?" Kat actually appeared more embarrassed than pleased to see her father, clearly not eager for him to interfere.
"Mind your own business, old man!" Cid snapped, a look of disdain showing on his face after studying Nash and seeing that he wore nothing but cheap brands.
Nash smiled apologetically, even bowing slightly as he said, "Please, sir. My daughter is young and reckless. I'll apologize in her stead if she somehow offended him." "Hah! Are you hearing this?!" Cid snorted, shrugging as he turned and glanced at his men before snapping, "That bitch slappedand broke my watch! You think an apology would work here?!" "Y-You're lying!" A short-haired girl mustered her courage to speak up just then. "You molested Kat! That's why she hit you!"