Very soon, a group of people charged upstairs and dragged the female waitress down. By now, her mouth was covered with black duct tape, and she couldn’t make a single sound. Even so, she still had a deadly look in her eyes.

Still feeling frantic, Jeremy Quest hurriedly ran downstairs and over to Xyla Quest.

Jeremy placed his trembling hands on Xyla’s shoulder. “Xyla… How… How are you? Are you alright?” He stammered.

“I’m fine, Dad. Don’t worry,” Xyla said and shook her head.

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