Not a Damsel in Distress

"Since you're here, you don't have to leave yet. Why don't you accompany me for a drink?" The man's gaze was lecherous as he flashed a cunning smile. His tone was half-threatening and half-coaxing.

Stella was already drunk. The man was holding her neck, and looked like he could drag her away at any time.

Jenna looked straight at the man and said calmly, "Let her go."

The man called to her with smugly hooked lips. Jenna knew without having to think that the drink had to be poisoned, "Come here and drink this, and then I'll let her go."

Even so, she did not hesitate and walked over, but an onlooker discouraged her. "Miss, don't go over first. Call the police. This guy is a notorious gang leader."

'Even a gangster dares to bully me now?' Jenna turned to look at the other guy and said, "Thanks for your concern, but don't worry." She was fed up and laughed instead of getting angry.

"If I go over, you'll release her?"

"Sure. Come over then..." The man smiled lewdly and thought