Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther)
Chapter 203

Joyce raised her hand to block her shoulder, her brow furrowed. Although she was good at shooting and had some strength, after all, she had never learned to fight, and now several people were surrounding her at the same time. She couldn't handle it.

Then another girl came around and reached out to knock Joyce on her head, which Joyce dodged with ease.

"Yo, she still dares to resist. Interesting." One of the little girls, gangly smile, "Your name is Joyce, right. You are new here, and it seemed you don't know much about the rules. Today I'll take the trouble to teach you what a newcomer should be like."

With that, several people together with Lauren, step by step, forced Joyce to the corner.

Lauren raised her hand high. Last time in the group she failed to slap Joyce; today she must vent her anger and slap her hard.

Joyce backed up step by step until she could go nowhere.

Just as Lauren's slap was about to fall, suddenly, Lauren's hand was firmly squeezed by someone behind her. The force was so strong that Lauren screamed in pain.

"Who is it! How dare you stop me!" Lauren turned back in annoyance.

When she saw the one behind her, she gulped in fear and called out respectfully, "Vicki."

"This is a little personal matter between, so would you mind..." Lauren said curtly.

One of the little girls was also helping out, "Vicki, you will be released in a few days, you just pretend not to see it, and I will definitely pay good respect to you."

Joyce looked at the person who came to them. She was tall and looked quite handsome. Her narrow eyes seem to be able to seduce her soul. Her high nose, thick lips, and healthy wheat-color skin showed an impressive unique beauty.

Vicki Lott threw away Lauren's hand easily, and Lauren stumbled and fell back a few steps directly to the side.

"Sorry, I'm just too idle these days, so I'm looking for something to do with my time." Vicki's eyes raised slightly, repeatedly wiping her hands.

Lauren was dissatisfied, "Vicki, I have no grudge against you, why are you in my way."

"Huh. Do I need a reason for what I want to do?" Vicki smiled enchantingly but she sounded like she was warning.

One of the little girls rushed forward to drag Lauren back. They would never stand a chance if they wanted to fight against Vicki.

Lauren reluctantly returned to her position, her indignant eyes staring straight at Joyce.

Vicki, known as the "Queen of Clubs", had a variety of stories circulating in the underworld about her.

Some said that when she was ten years old, she was arrested and taken to the police station for injuring more than a dozen boys and was eventually discharged to a social welfare institution because no one claimed her.

Some said that she made a name for herself in the underworld when she was fifteen years old.

It was said that when she was eighteen years old, she had been imprisoned for the crime of intentional injury, and because she had reached the age of eighteen, the court found that she had full civil capacity. Considering that she was only an accessory, the sentence was lenient and she was sentenced to probation.

Some people said that she fought enough to get herself a group of brothers, and eventually dominated all the nightclubs in Khebury. There were various legends about her - Vicki.

But no one knew that as the queen of the nightclubs, what heartbreaking bloodshed history must be behind her unpleasant identity.