The thug smirked.

"Don't push it, Willie. I know you're targeting me, but I'm not like those ordinary women. Don't push me too hard!" Bethan Doherty looked at the thug, Willie, coldly.

When Willie met her gaze, he suddenly felt a chill enveloping his body.

"Bethan, stop!"

Clang!

The flash of a blade made a sharp metallic sound. Everyone in the restaurant, except Adrian, froze in shock. He set down his utensils, lowered his head, and looked at the broken ice cone on the ground with a thought