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 you

unpunished, even standing his ground and saying flatly, "Why

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

ready to leave, Roman bellowed maniacally, "Get him! I'll cut him into little

the security guards glanced at Alfred instead, since it was

Alfred made up his

and naturally untouchable, but her influence was still lacking compared to

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

were confident now, and they all whipped out their

were even

know what you did,

with Mr. Xinder is no

knees and beg Mr. Xinder, and he

even think

scowled, having had to deal with something so ridiculous as soon

did

Soranos would never dare to

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