The Chase: Running From The Twins Billonaire Daddy

"Grab her! Stop right there!"

Behind her, several burly men were tracking Yolanda relentlessly.

She supported herself with one hand on the bar and executed a beautiful aerial flip-over it, drawing countless cheers and whistles from the bar. However, she had no time to pay attention to these. Instead, she ran towards the door at her earliest convenience.

It was just her bad luck that she happened to encounter unruly customers trying to force themselves on her while she was covering for her friend shift.

She merely reacted instinctively to defend herself, she didn't anticipate the strength and accidentally dislocated the man's arm, thereby triggering this chase from bodyguards.

Yolanda knew if she was caught, the outcome would be terrible. Not only would she be unable to protect her friend's job, but her whereabouts might also be exposed to 'that person'.

With the thought of 'that person', a slight prick of pain crossed her chest and she tries her best to escape outwards.

In her twenty years of life, she had never been as humiliated as today!

As Yolanda tirelessly manuevered through obstacles ahead, she realised there were already people occupying the doorway, seemingly waiting for her to walk directly into the trap.

"Darn it!"

Yolanda made an emergency stop and looked around.

Blocked exit ahead, pursuers behind, and the right side appeared to have disturbed the bar management. Only the left side had an opening, yet,

Yolanda knew, the left led to the restrooms!

And it was the men's restroom!

What should she do?

"Quick! Over there! Vance has mentioned that whoever catches her will receive five thousand each!"

Listening to the cries of the men in black, a cold smirk crossed Yolanda's lips.

So, she was actually worth that much!

She just wondered what expressions would certain people show if they knew she was currently being priced at five thousand.

Anger?

Or maybe a scoffing laugh?

In a split second, a bewitching face appeared in Yolanda's mind, but she quickly made a decision.

She gave a slight smile to those men, and to everyone's astonishment, she turned left and kicked open the door of the men's restroom. Then, with a swift motion, she locked the door.

Safe for now!

She heaved a light sigh of relief, but suddenly felt the surrounding air rapidly solidifying into ice and continuously dropping in temperature.

This pressure, this momentum, were simply on a par with that man!

Yolanda took a deep breath, striving to put on an innocent smile. After all, it was impolite to dash into the men's toilet and disturb someone.

"Please excuse me, Sir. I am just borrowing this place for a while. I will leave soon!"

With a smile on her face, Yolanda looked up, but froze completely when her eyes met the man's face.

Every facial feature was simply a gift from God. His intoxicating eyes held a touch of mischief, bringing about an irresistible charm. However, in his eyes, Yolanda could see two balls of red flames burning.

Oh, come on!

Why is she so unlucky?

Why would the person she's been avoiding appear here?