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.

furrowed her brow, reaching up to touch the spot where she'd

warm

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

assailant shouted angrily, "You mongrel! We worked hard to make

have any respect for us?" The situation escalated rapidly,

the officers rushed in

kind of scum, I wouldn't have 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

Nicole's waist, bearing some of her weight, as he glared at the extremist fan pinned to the ground, his chest

have earned the nickname "pit bull." His current mood clearly

excitement, anticipating the headlines they were about to

about to lose his cool, Nicole

to his clothes, murmuring, "I feel a bit dizzy." Before anyone could react, she seemed to slip

her up, cradling

swarmed around, blocking his path, eager to get their

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