There were over a dozen people present, both men and women.
Especially since Dirk Carter was also there.
Aubrey Yuill had a look of distress on her face.
Ron Vincent, on the other hand, didn't care what she thought, grabbed her by the neck, and pressed her down.
Helpless.
Aubrey Yuill could only open her mouth and take it in.
"Hey, comrade ex-boyfriend, did little Yuill ever go down on you before? Don't be fooled by her small mouth, the feel is amazing, hahaha…"
It was clearly meant to humiliate Dirk Carter.
Ron Vincent asked mockingly.
Dirk Carter didn't want to stay here for even a minute.
After a pause, he said, "I don't want to drink, but I still need to get my bag back."
"Wow, big talk."
A young man with long hair stood up next to him.
He grabbed a beer bottle from the table and walked aggressively towards Dirk Carter.
A confrontation seemed inevitable.
With a loud bang.
The door of the private room was pushed open.
