YM778.TV Chapter 24
Chapter 24: The Damsel In Distress
Sikal.
The youngest female lawyer at New York’s Vinchon law firm and Catherine’s best friend.
She grew up being what parents called the child of another family.
At 16, she was admitted to Canada’s most prestigious law school, and by the age of 20, she had got a domestic and foreign bar license.
At present, she had her own independent office in the most promising law firm in New York.
The people she usually dealt with were the richest people in the world and the top financial groups.
However, no one knew how empty the heart of an outstanding woman like Sikal was.
She had worked and studied hard, burning the midnight oil night after night.
She wanted to enter the upper class by herself, but…
She didn’t expect the actual upper class to be like that…
A week ago, because of a financial dispute case, she had to go to her client’s place to submit case files.
It was a huge luxury villa, in a slightly remote hillside close to New York City.
After entering the villa, Sikal found her client was hosting a banquet for some socialites that she would only occasionally see on television.
This included the boss of her own law firm.
But the men all looked at Sikal with strange expressions.
And around each of these socialites, there were two naked women kneeling next to each other, serving these people.
These men manhandled the women, but the women did not complain. Instead, they greeted them with smiles.
Sikel even saw some celebrities and socialites that she knew among these women.
In a panic, she put down the documents and left.
Behind her, those men burst out in absurd laughter.
Hence, after that day, Sikel suddenly seemed to have lost her purpose in life.
Was this the circle that she had been trying so hard to join?
Under the torment of the scenes of that day, Sikal could hardly sleep.
Whenever she closed her eyes, the smiles of those women would flash in front of her eyes, with helplessness and pity on their faces.
Only when she came to this noisy nightclub, under the bombardment of the loud music, could Sikal feel comfortable.
Because of this, she had to get drunk before she could go home and sleep.
This was the eighth day she had come to The Candy club, and she didn’t know how long she had to do this.
At this moment, she and Kota and eye to eye.
Through women’s sixth sense, she knew that this man was interested in her.
She saw the petite girl was jealous, but Kota pushed her away.
At the same time, Kota felt helpless, too.
This petite girl was only eighteen or nineteen, and she wanted to sit on his lap after he just had a few words with her.
She was really a little too easy.
“What are you doing?” Pushed away by Kota, the petite girl became angry from embarrassment. “I am being nice to you; yet you are looking down on me?”
She stood up abruptly and left in a huff.
Before leaving, Kota saw the first item on her list of desires. ‘Find someone to teach that woman a lesson in front of you, and then I’ll teach you a lesson as well.’
Young people nowadays really didn’t seem to be easy to deal with.
But it just so happened that he was looking for an opportunity to get to know Sikal, who was opposite him. He wanted to find out what her relationship with Catherine was.
If someone came to her and looked for trouble, it would be so much more natural for him to make his move.
Getting to know under such circumstances would be a matter of course.
That was why Kota did not fix the petite girl at the moment.
The petite girl disappeared into the crowd on the dance floor in the blink of an eye.
He could not help it. As much as she only looked okay, she was really petite.
About five minutes later, Kota saw four or five men walking towards Sikal. The one standing next to the leading man was the girl who wanted to sit on his lap just now.
They immediately surrounded Sikal.
The petite girl raised her head and turned around to shoot Kota a smug smile.
She pointed at Sikal and mouthed something to Kota. He could roughly make out what she said, “Watch how I’ll teach her a lesson.”
The music and screams in the nightclub were still very loud.
The men surrounded Sikar but did not attack the woman immediately. Instead, they sat beside her.
The leading man was more muscular. His collar was undone almost down to his belly with chest muscles exposed.
After sitting down in the booth, he raised his glass and looked at Sikar. “Girl, do you want a drink?”
Sikal looked straight ahead with a stern expression. “Get lost.”
“Oh?” The man licked his lips and turned around and laughed with his buddies. “This girl has got a bad temper. But I like it.”
He leaned back on the sofa and slowly pushed away the table in front of Sikal with his leg.
As the table moved away, Sikal’s fair and alluring legs and her white high heels were now exposed.
When the muscular man saw that, he swallowed hard.
“Big Brother Jace, what are you doing? Didn’t you agree just to teach her a lesson? Don’t do anything stupid.”
Sikal did not panic, but when the petite girl saw the man named Jace’s lecherous face, she immediately knew that he was up to no good.
“Didn’t you ask me to teach her a lesson?” Jace did not even look at the petite girl and smiled dishonestly. “I can still teach her a lesson in another way.”
Sikal clenched the wine glass in his hand tightly. She was a little tipsy today.
She was a little disoriented.
But if this so-called Big Brother Jace really wanted to touch her, then the wine glass in her hand would mercilessly land on his head.
Sikal would not care about the consequences.
What else was more painful than losing the purpose of life?
As Jace’s hand was about to touch her legs, she looked straight ahead and clenched the wineglass tighter in her hand.
“These legs, Tsk, tsk, are freaking seductive…” Jace ogled at her legs, his saliva almost dripping out.
He wanted to touch her legs all the way down to her ankles, then take off her white high heels and take a good look at her pair of feet.
Just then, a loud muffled clunk was heard.
Sikal had dropped the wine glass in her hand.
She looked up in surprise and saw disgusting saliva hanging at the corner of Jace’s mouth, with blood oozing out of his head. He was knocked unconscious on the sofa in the booth.
And the man who was staring at her earlier in the opposite booth had a bright smile spreading across his face.
He was holding another bottle of wine in his hand.
Jace’s mates who surrounded Sikal were frightened, frozen on the spot.
Was the guy who was smiling at her that threw a bottle across the 300-square-meter dance floor and knocked out Jace?