Chapter 112: A Stark Contrast
She looked in shock at the crowded VIP room, when a large group of security guards came out from the club to clear away the people watching, and then pull out the woman who was causing trouble inside.
Brianna stared at the woman being helped out with wide eyes!
That woman was beaten to the point that her face was swollen, her face was covered in blood, her hair was disheveled, and the red evening gown on her body was torn to the point that it almost fell off.
Although she couldn’t see her real face, how could Brianna not recognize that red gown, it was the same evening gown Hannah was wearing!
"Mommy!" Seeing Brianna, Hannah cried out all of a sudden, and Robert only felt his temples jutting wildly as he screamed in shame and anger, "Send her outside!"
How could Hannah, in this state, stay here and disgrace herself.
And Mrs. Taylor pointed at Hannah and scolded her bitterly, "Davis family, what a good daughter you’ve taught her! At such a young age, she learned to seduce men! Davis Group, you guys don’t want to cooperate with our Taylor Group!"
Mr. Taylor had long since disappeared, and had fled when the reporters turned their cameras on him and Hannah!
Hannah sobs uncontrollably, her tears washing the blood off her face, "It wasn’t ... Mr. Taylor who tried to rape me! I meant to negotiate a contract with him!"
"You’re making that up! You’re not even employed at Davis Group and you’re negotiating a contract? You guys are talking about getting laid, aren’t you?" Another woman shouted shrilly.
The crowd was even more in an uproar, and buzzing murmurs resounded all around.