Chapter 8: First Impression

In the nightclub, after receiving Emma's call, Nancy found her phone also turned off and unable to be restarted. She attempted to reboot it, and called Emma back, but in vain. Planning to leave the nightclub, she collided with a man.

"No manners, huh?"

The ferocious man glared at her, and Nancy, wanting to leave quietly, restrained herself from speaking.

"Apologies."

As Nancy took a step, the man grabbed her hand. Nancy's face lost its initial patience, and the man, upon seeing her face, became more desirous.

"Girl, an apology won't solve everything."

"What do you want?"

Nancy scornfully looked at the man before her, attempting to free her hand forcefully.

"What's your name? Do you want to have a drink with me?"

"Boring."

Nancy was indifferent, and the man, angered by her response, attracted even more attention with his rude actions.

"You bump into me, and you act like this?"

He forcefully pulled her hand, and in response, Nancy punched him in the face.

"You lunatic, do you want to die?"

Her punch made the man's face bleed. He stood up and ordered his subordinates to surround her. People around hurriedly avoided the scene; Nancy often visited nightclubs for fun but had never encountered such a situation.

"You should follow me before I ensure you have no way out."

He taunted provocatively, and Nancy felt a bit worried. Surrounded by tall men, she wasn't used to standing up against them.

"You coward, you're truly despicable."

After hearing this, the man's face turned even redder. He liked women who obeyed, and this was the first time he encountered a girl who resisted.

"Get her for me."

He commanded his subordinates, and Nancy prepared herself. Since childhood, her parents had her learn martial arts, making her body quite agile.

Nancy kicked away those who approached her, using a bottle of alcohol nearby to strike a man coming from behind. Today, wearing pants, she felt confident in confronting the five tall men.

In the end, she couldn't withstand all five of them. Though the men were injured, they struggled to get up. Nancy, too, was exhausted, and those around just stood and watched, afraid to intervene.

"What's going on here?"

A man approached, his face sternly looking at Nancy before turning to glance at the man in the black suit. The man, getting up from the ground, quickly changed his expression, bowing slightly, and spoke in a softer tone.

"Young Master James, I was merely disciplining this girl."

James Taylor looked at Nancy, her face now covered in sweat, and her hand bearing a wound.

"Bullying a weak girl like that?"

James Taylor glanced at the man, signaling to the security guard beside him. The guard, understanding the signal, approached the man and delivered a strong punch to his face. The surrounding people were threatened into loud screams. Nancy, exhausted but surprised, witnessed James's unexpected actions.

"Do you know what I hate the most? You're in my territory, and you dare to attack others?"

James looked at the man lying on the ground, then used his foot to press down on the man's hand before delivering a forceful kick. The man screamed in pain, his face filled with fear.

"I... I apologize. Young Master James, spare my life."

James paid no attention to the plea. Nancy, checking the time, knew it was late. Taking advantage of the chaotic crowd focused on James, she left the bar and headed home.

James Taylor smiled maliciously, grabbing the collar of the man and speaking with intense anger.

"In my territory, anyone who acts on their own faces consequences worse than this. Especially those who harass women."

James was having a joyful time drinking in the VIP room. After David returned home, James took a stroll outside. The nightclub was jointly owned and managed by James and David.

James was surprised to witness a commotion ahead. Seeing a girl using martial arts to take down several men, he couldn't help but laugh. Standing at a distance, he realized things were getting out of hand and decided to intervene to rescue Nancy.

"Thank you, Young Master James, for sparing my life."

The man, released by James, quickly expressed gratitude. He had thought James wouldn't come and had taken matters into his own hands.

"Get lost."

James stood tall, taking a handkerchief from his security guard to wipe his hands, showing disdain for the man. The injured man was supported by his own bodyguards and led outside. James scanned the surroundings but couldn't find Nancy.

"What happened here?"

A man approached, his face cold as he looked at Nancy and then turned to the man in the black suit. The man, rising from the ground, quickly changed his expression, bowing slightly.

"Master James, I was just teaching this girl a lesson."

James looked at Nancy, her face covered in sweat, and her hand bearing a wound.

James returned to his usual demeanor, taking the coat handed by the bodyguard and putting it on.

"No need."

James appeared indifferent, but there was a hint of loss in his heart. He had stepped in to rescue her, yet she left without a single word of gratitude. While walking, James noticed something on the ground and stooped to pick it up.

"Doctor Nancy..."

The smile on James's face grew brighter. He realized it was the work ID of the girl who had intervened. The girl, named Nancy, was a doctor at the city hospital.

James took Nancy's work ID, placing it in his pocket, still wearing a smile. He then proceeded to his car to return to his mansion.

After returning from the nightclub, Nancy stealthily rushed to her room, fearing her parents would notice her disheveled appearance. She checked her phone and found a relieved message from Emma.

"I'm home now; you don't need to come pick me up."

Nancy was puzzled by Emma's abrupt ending of the call. Her phone had been turned off, so she only received the message upon returning.

"Darn it."

Nancy looked at her wounded hand, grimacing as she applied medication. Despite her martial arts training, she had never engaged in a real fight before today. It was indeed a memorable experience, leading her to consider limiting her visits to nightclubs in the future.