"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.

his imposing figure causing Rita to take

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 will be on my side. I'll also hire a lawyer to defend my

and some people around them cast disapproving glances. Sherman simply pulled her forcefully

fake tickets from scalpers. You claim to have done so much

what you're saying? I can well afford the

steadfast in their beliefs, but

taking photos. Rita glared at Sherman indignantly, knowing this was not the best time to argue further,

her fists and whispered to herself, "Hmph, I'll deal with

but Sherman glanced at her as if

being

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