Chapitre 664: 347: Caught Clubbing_2

Seeing Antony Brown react like this, he said nothing more.

"Sandra Smith, let go."

Antony Brown tugged at Sandra Smith's arm.

Sandra Smith clung tightly to Charles Glenn's arm, refusing to let go.

In the back and forth, Charles Glenn's arm was stretched far away.

Amelia Cobb watched the chaotic scene unfolding before her, somewhat taken aback.

Charles Glenn glanced down at an intoxicated Sandra Smith, and a cold snort echoed, "You're about to tear my arm off."

"Help me."

Sandra Smith squinted at him; Charles Glenn, looking at the tears in her eyes, felt somewhat reluctant.

Perhaps because he was used to seeing her always in control as a successful woman.

Suddenly becoming so vulnerable, it was difficult for him to adjust.

"Do you have money?" Charles Glenn's hoarse voice asked.

Sandra Smith nodded: "Yes."

"If I beat him up, will you cover the medical expenses?"

Sandra Smith sniffled, then nodded again: "I will."