The corner of Lance's mouth twitched, his face darkening ominously. He cast a cold, piercing gaze at Freya before signaling to his bodyguards.
In an instant, two of the bodyguards stepped forward.
Freya blinked in confusion. Did he get mad? Is he planning to have her beaten up?
Thud! Thud! Thud!
Three consecutive heavy sounds echoed as Ethan's men were all thrown out by the bodyguards.
Before Freya could react, her wheelchair was being pushed away, with Lance expressionlessly trailing behind.
Meanwhile, voices of justice from onlookers were heard.
"Bro, that's the way to go. There are countless scumbags in this world. Don't get involved in this mess."
…
Exiting the restaurant.
Freya pursed her lips, feeling somewhat embarrassed as she glanced at Lance.
"Those thugs wanted to gra
