Chapter 545

The fight went on on the dance floor accompanied by the unrelenting beat of the music. Somehow, there was a charm to this scene. Rory saw his men gradually getting knocked out from Weston’s punches, and he couldn’t stay calm anymore. “Who the heck is he…” Rory was upset. However, when he saw that Stella was alone, an idea suddenly flashed in his mind. “Nobody move!” he shouted after rushing to her without warning. “Stop! If anyone moves, I’ll kill the old b*tch!” He put the broken bottle against her neck and hissed fiercely, “If you move again, I’ll hurt her face right now!” Just like he expected, the red-eyed Weston instantly stopped fighting. He turned around coldly and shot Rory with the menacing glare of an enraged bull. The hostility in his eyes almost engulfed him. “Let her go,” he said with his tightly pursed lips. At that moment, his dark eyes were glazed, like black ice on a frozen lake. Rory believed he could’ve been stabbed to death if his glare materialized in