David hung his head in shame.
Indeed, with so many bodyguards around, it was their fault that the Prince got injured right under their noses.
By the time Lance finished scolding them, the dancer had already left the dance floor and was about to enter the backstage area. Lance quickly ordered, "Someone, stop her and bring her back to the apartment!"
"Yes!"
Jack and the others rushed forward, attempting to subdue the dancer.
These people...
The dancer sneered with disdain. Humph, if it weren't for the fear of revealing her identity, not even all of them together would be a match for her!
Now, however...
What harm would there be in going with him this time?
Contrary to her previous ferocity, the dancer compliantly allowed herself to be captured.
"Take her away!" Lance finally felt as though he had regained some face, proudly lifting his chin.
The onlookers around them smiled knowingly, discreetly dispersing.
