When the man saw Jessica taking out his phone to call the police, he didn't take it seriously. "You're going to call the police? You're just bluffing!"

Jessica, who was truly calling the police, ignored him and told the police the address.

"Fuck, you bitch. How dare you call the police?" As he spoke, he was about to grab Jessica's hair.

Jessica had noticed the sofa beside her. She threw Summer onto the sofa and stepped back to lure that person over.

Summer was quite drunk, but after being thrown away by Jessica, she regained her senses for a moment.

She squinted and found Jessica standing not far away, surrounded by a group of people.

Actually, those people were only threatening Jessica and did not make a move.

However, Summer did not know that. She thought Jessica had been bullied. Regardless of what they were saying, she staggered up, took an empty wine bottle from a dining table and walked over.

Summer looked drunk and held the wine bottle with no expression on her face, which was somewhat frightening.

When the people beside saw her like this, they all stepped back, seemingly frightened by Summer.

"You fucking kneel down and call me daddy three times. I might let you go. If you..."

When Summer went over, the man was speaking ruthlessly towards Jessica. Summer raised the bottle and smashed it on his head.

He was knocked dizzy by Summer and immediately covered his head, shouting, "Who the fuck hit me?"

Summer dropped the bottle, lifted a chair, and threw it at the man with great force.

The man was unprepared, and fell to the ground because of the chair.

Summer got a fork from the dining table, stepped forward and stamped on him. "Who the hell are you? How dare you ask Jessica to call you Daddy? Even Carl has to respect her. Who are you? Tell me, who do you think you are?"

Jessica, who was watching, was dumbfounded.

Was Summer really drunk?

The last time she saw Summer get drunk was seemingly quite a long time ago.

In the past, they were young and frivolous, and Summer had done a lot of crazy things with her.

The man who was trampled on the ground by Summer changed his face drastically. While covering his head, he shouted, "What are you looking at? Why aren't you here to help me?"

Hearing this, Summer sneered and looked at the people around her. She pointed at them with the fork and said, "Stay back. I'm a psychopath. If I accidentally do something to you, I won't be caught into jail."

She bluffed those people into believing what she said and stopping coming forward.

The manager brought the police over.

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