Selina Burton hurriedly said, "Violet Miller just finished hanging out with her classmates and has now been brought to a bar. I'm afraid she might get into trouble. Can you come with us?"
Ethan Smith glanced at the time subconsciously; it was already 10 p.m.
"Going to a bar this late instead of returning to school? Doesn't she know it's dangerous?" Ethan couldn't help but say with a hint of blame in his voice.
"Ah, they insisted on dragging us here, and we couldn't refuse." Selina said with a bit of grievance.
"Please come with us, I'm begging you," Selina said, her voice soft and pleading over the phone.
Although Ethan didn't have a good impression of the Johnson family, Violet was too young. He couldn't just stand by and watch her get into trouble.
"Give me the location. I'll be there in a bit," Ethan said.
At the other end of the line, Selina's face lit up with happiness. "We're at Midnight KTV, private room 888."
"Got it." Ethan agreed and hung up the phone.
