Chapter 164

Noelle's studio had been running smoothly for three years; nothing like this had ever happened before.

Quentin ruffled her hair and cupped her face. "I'll get to the bottom of this for you, okay?"

There was something about the way he spoke and looked at her that soothed her rattled heart, and she couldn't help but nod.

He then noticed the injury on her palm and frowned. "You're hurt?" A chilling air emanated from his body.

"It's just a small cut, nothing serious." Noelle pulled her hand back and turned to check on her injured employees. Fortunately, her employees' injuries weren't serious.

It seemed as though the mob's main goal was to cause as much damage as possible, almost as if they were attempting to destroy the place on purpose.

Quentin thought of something and whispered a few words to Martin, who nodded and left. Quentin then called a few people over to help clean up the studio and replace everything that had been damaged.

In the evening, the couple received an