The private room became extremely quiet in an instant, with only the beautiful and sentimental songs playing from the karaoke machine.
Everyone glanced at each other. Just as Steve Burton's patience was wearing thin, the woman who was bending down to pick up the money seemed unable to bear the powerful pressure and raised her hand timidly, saying just one word: "Me."
Before her words could settle, Steve suddenly reached out and fiercely slapped the woman's face.
His force was so strong that the woman stumbled back two steps, hitting the marble table and knocking over all the bottles of alcohol on it, the chaotic sound of glass shattering mixed with her scream.
