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On the outside, Hilda was still the boss. She had only revealed the truth to a few trusted employees. Avery was one of them, so he had Lucille's number. Lucille looked at the road and replied, "Give me five minutes." After that, Lucille hung up the phone. She stepped on the accelerator and sped up. Five minutes passed, not a second less or more. Lucille drifted and parked the car at the entrance of Night Melody. As Avery had said, the club that was usually very lively had the sign at the entrance smashed. The glass of the main door was smashed as well, and the floor was covered in ruins. At the entrance of the bar, 20 or 30 men were holding iron sticks in their hands, looking fierce. When they saw Lucille getting out of the car and walking straight into Night Melody, the thugs looked her up and down, and their eyes were full of amazement. They whistled and smirked wickedly. "Are you here to play, little girl? This bar is trash. If you want to play, how about I take you to the place acr