“Kuak!”


  Thud!

  The scarred man fell after being hit by Irene’s fist.

  But it wasn’t a simple fall. He was pushed back so far that he knocked down a few tables and chairs.

  The spectators who watched it held their breath.

  Some even got up from their seats with startled faces.

  However, Irene didn’t care.

  He walked towards the man and knelt on one knee, and said.

  “It’s your turn.”


  “…”


  “…”


  “I came here to meet Miss Ilya Lindsay as a guest.”


  ‘What?’


  The emblem of the Lindsay family.

  The reporter, who heard those unexpected words, looked back with a shocked expression.