Chapter 582

Liam's temper was no secret to those who worked for him. If things didn't work out, they might all lose their jobs. "What can we do? Find a solution!" Julian snapped. His face was dark with frustration. But there was still hope as long as the banquet wasn't over. "I can't drink anymore... I really can't..." Just then, a woman's sobbing caught Maeve's attention. Trailing the sound, Maeve saw Dorothy surrounded by two middle-aged men. Their hands were all over her, and she had clearly been forced to drink a lot of red wine. One of the men had deliberately spilled wine on her chest. Dorothy's scant pink dress was now soaked, and her mask had been torn off. Dorothy wailed uncontrollably. She had thought this place was a stepping stone for entertainers. She didn't realize it was a playground for businessmen. Here, entertainers, models, and influencers were just tools to please these men. Dorothy's eyes met Maeve's, and in them, Maeve saw a desperate plea for help. Seeing Dorothy