Chapter 352 Touch Her and You're Dead!

• Amelia's drunken gaze swept over each man, her face filled with disdain as she pointed them out one by one, "Your mouth's crooked! Your nose is too flat! You've got acne! And you're way too short!"
• After criticizing them all, she concluded, "Even combined, all of you can't compare to one of Mister's fingers!"
• The men, stung by her words, fumed with anger, nearly choking on their fury. One of them snapped, "Are you here to have fun, or just to mock us?"