Chapter 232 Jayton the Thug

• The moment Rowan felt the firm grip of Jayton's hand on his shoulder, he couldn't ignore the stark reality of their situation. He was well aware of the vast difference in strength between them. There were eight of them and only two of them—himself and Seraphina. And with Seraphina being a woman, their chances of escaping without harm were slim at best.
• The only thing Rowan could cling to was the faint hope that some kind-hearted passerby might notice their predicament and call the police.
• Meanwhile, Seraphina remained eerily calm. She leisurely picked up a skewer of beef from the plate in front of her and took a bite, completely unfazed by the threats and provocation coming from the group. It was as if they were invisible to her, unworthy of any response.