"But I-I..." Rita stuttered. She was so angry that her mind went blank.

“Clearly, it was you who lacked manners first by taking my seat and then blaming me! If I lacked manners, why would I buy front-row tickets? I did my research before coming here, okay? Unlike you, who thinks yourself civilized just because you're wearing those glasses. You're no better than a brute!"

As the lights dimmed throughout the venue, Sherman knew it was entering the countdown phase. He no longer wanted to resume bickering with the annoying woman beside him.

"Miss, I don't know how you came to believe this was your seat, but maybe you should check your ticket again," said Sherman.

There was no way it was his mistake since Claire had reserved that seat for him.

"Why you! I've double-checked multiple times. It's you who made the mistake. You're sitting in 008, right?"

The number held a special significance between Sherman and Claire, and the repeated mention of it by this woman made him furious.

imposing figure causing

know that we live in a lawful society! You were in the wrong first. Even if we end up at the police station, the officers

glances. Sherman simply pulled her forcefully into the

fake tickets from scalpers. You claim to have done so much research, yet you dare to make someone with

unchanged, but the mockery in his eyes made Rita blush. "Watch what you're saying? I can well afford the thousand dollars to buy a front-row seat! The seat

but Rita

in the middle and offered an excellent angle for taking photos. Rita glared at Sherman indignantly, knowing this was

clenched her fists and whispered to herself, "Hmph,

subtle, but Sherman glanced at her as if she were insane.

She was determined to capture the best photos possible. Despite being looked down upon by others and restricted

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