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Chapter 2375

"Mmm," Estelle responded softly in the cool evening air. Jonathan picked up her jacket and offered his arm as they stepped out into

the night together. Ten minutes later, Estelle received a surveillance video and immediately forwarded it to Sylvia.

Sylvia had already reached Blue Oasis, and after reviewing the footage, she headed straight up to the seventh floor. She pushed

the door open without bothering to knock.

Inside, the room was a chaotic mix of noise and people, both men and women. Sylvia quickly surveyed the scene and spotted

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Sunny, cornered by three men. Her shirt had been torn off, two of the men were forcing alcohol down her throat, while the third

attempted to remove her jeans. Sunny was trapped, helplessly shaking her head and whimpering.

Elsewhere, groups of men and women were entwined, the dim, blurry lights casting a hedonistic glow over the scene. Sylvia

approached the coffee table, grabbed a bottle of cocktail, and took a few swigs. Then, she strode over and smashed the bottle over

the head of the man trying to undress Sunny.

The sound of the bottle shattering echoed through the room, blue liquid mingling with blood as it trickled down the man's face—a

grotesque yet almostical sight under the colorful lights. "Ah!" he yelled, clutching his head and collapsing onto the couch. He

cursed at Sylvia, trying to lunge at her, but she effortlessly kicked him back down.

The room fell silent. The other two men, who had been forcing Sunny to drink, charged at Sylvia. She seized their arms, twisting

and throwing them to the ground with surprising strength. One of them, a deputy director at New Sight, glared at Sylvia, his anger

palpable. "You think you can mess with Old Mr. Jarvis' business like this?"

Sylvia grabbed another bottle from the table and hurled it at his head without hesitation. "Scum, | wouldn't touch your business

with a ten-foot pole!"

The others attempted to swarm her. but Sylvia. despite not having eaten for two davs and running purely on adrenaline and the

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