Alfred was utterly dumbstruck. "What?! Noel York's friend?!"

What the hell was going on here?!

On one side were Roman Xinders and the Soranos, while Noel was on the other.

What was he going to do, caught in the middle?!

While Alfred was left in a dilemma and unsure what to say, the rest of the production crew helped Roman to his feet.

He was left seeing stars for a while before he finally came to his senses and saw the people around him clearly.

He also felt the stinging sensation on his cheek right then, almost screaming out loud.

He promptly told his assistants to bring him a mirror, and when they did and he saw the palm print on his cheek, he was mad with rage.

The darkened bruise could well be struck on his heart!

And no one had ever hit him ever since he was born... this was the first time he was slapped, and so viciously at that!

fuck?! How dare

remained unpunished, even standing his ground and saying flatly, "Why wouldn't

and you were already insulting me, even ready to hit me. It's a mercy I haven't killed you already,

bellowed maniacally, "Get him! I'll

instead, since it was his orders they

Alfred made up his

Draconia's top actress and naturally untouchable, but her influence was still lacking

with Roman right then, he glared at the security guards and snapped, "What are you looking at me for?! You heard Mr. Xinder! Get him,

confident now, and they all whipped out their stun

even

you know what you

with Mr. Xinder is no different from

your knees and beg Mr. Xinder, and he just might let

Don't even think about

something so ridiculous as soon as he came to the

erupted too-who did these people

Soranos would never dare to mess with

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