Leighton's brief feeling of gratitude disappeared in an instant.

After finishing the police report and stepping outside, they were greeted by a throng of reporters and fans.

The police presence at the station helped keep things orderly, maintaining a relatively stable situation.

As Leighton guided Nicole to the car, someone suddenly called out his name, "Leighton!" Leighton glanced up.

An egg -sized stone came hurtling toward him, catching him off guard.

But before he could react, a figure leapt in front of him, shielding him from the blow—it was Nicole.

The stone struck the back of her head, causing her to wince in pain as she stumbled forward.

Instinctively, Leighton reached out to steady her.

to touch the

came away warm and wet,

hand trembled as he held hers, his face drained of color,

mongrel! We worked hard to make you a star, yet you're

situation escalated

closer, the officers rushed

supported you! Do you think you're talented? Do you think we're drawn to your skills? If it weren't for your looks, who the hell would've supported you! You're nothing without our adoration, just

bearing some of her weight, as he glared at the extremist fan pinned to the

never one to have a calm demeanor; otherwise, he wouldn't have earned the nickname "pit bull." His current mood clearly signaled his rising

shook with excitement, anticipating the headlines they were

Leighton was about to lose his cool, Nicole suddenly

out to her, "Are you okay?" Pale-faced, Nicole weakly clung to his clothes, murmuring, "I feel a

her up, cradling her

path, eager to get

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