Suddenly, a pale and haggard woman rushed in and shouted, “Reedman!”

Slap!

The woman slapped Reedman right across the face.

Reedman was about to fight back, but he remembered he was in public and surrounded by reporters. He held his temper and grabbed the woman’s hand, “Honey, what are you doing?”

The reporters broke into a flurry of conversation.

“It looks like our best performer and his wife have a great relationship.”

“Yeah, they look so in love.”

“But why did his wife slapped him?

“What’s going on? The police mentioned something about drugs.”

X wrongly accused

“I think so too.”

the reporters bootlicking Reedman, but

only had eyes for

on the man who had well-defined features like a statue. She wasn’t sure if it was because of the lighting in the hallway, but this

he strode towards her. His gaze held haughtiness just like a high and

always stunned the crowd whenever he made an

was just so dashing and

looked at Lucas silently as he stopped in front of her. He lowered his eyes at this petite woman and

heard his cold voice said in a domineering tone, “Wear it properly! No one can bully

hearing Lucas’ reply. After his

handle this situation, but she felt more at

feeling of trust where she could drop all pretenses and hand the

noticed all eyes were on Lucas and Ashlyn, he turned to his wife and warned her, “You better hold your tongue, or

him with steely eyes and turned to the police, “I was the one who reported this anonymously. I want to report him and O’Brien for abusing drugs and

about?” Reedman roared angrily, “You’re

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