The security personnel rushed into the massage room upon the manager's command, ready to apprehend those responsible for the disturbance.
"Get them; they just barged into our salon and destroyed our door," the manager ordered.
"Excuse me, we are not the ones you should be taking into custody here. The inefficiency and negligence lie with you and your security. And please, know our names. I am Simon Roswell, the secretary of Draymond Martinez. I believe we'll be discussing this matter with your attorney later," Simon declared confidently.
Gasps and murmurs echoed through the salon as the manager stood, dumbfounded, unable to formulate a response. The sudden turn of events left him questioning, 'What really happened?'
Draymond's gaze remained fixed on the manager as the situation unfolded.
Suddenly, Nikka regained consciousness, groaning in pain and clutching her head.