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!

the fuck?! How dare you slap

culprit remained unpunished, even standing his ground and saying flatly, "Why wouldn't I? What, did you

just walking past, and you were already insulting me, even ready to

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

guards glanced at Alfred instead, since it was his orders they had to

made up his

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

are you looking at me for?! You heard Mr. Xinder! Get him, and let

were confident now, and they all whipped

were even intimidating him

you know what

Xinder is no different from messing with the

down on your knees and beg Mr. Xinder, and

even

ridiculous as soon as he came to the film

too-who did these people

the Soranos would never

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