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The last comment was right: this trending topic has stayed hot for so long and nearly dominated the top five spots. lan’s name exploded, but the TV show he was filming with Zack White hasn’t even aired yet. Now the hype has completely dropped.

Yolanda only relaxed when she saw public opinion gradually shifting in her favor.

In fact, she could have reported it to the police right away, but she wanted the discussion to gain more traction by posting one comment at a time.

She lowered her lashes and smiled slightly. She had just logged into Ian’s Twitter account. Worried that the barrage of hateful comments would affect him, she hadn’t let him check Twitter these past few days.

Now that everything is over, she stood up, planning to check on him at the set, unsure if his injuries were

serious.

But just as she reached the studio door and was about to open it, a sudden force pushed against her from outside, nearly hitting her nose.

She instinctively stepped back and saw Greg, Megan’s husband, with a dark expression blocking the door, having locked it from the inside.

He didn’t come with good intentions.

One hand on the book on the table, she looked at him warily and asked, “What are you here for?”

Greg sneered and closed the distance step by step. “I’m here to get some money from Miss Grant. My wife said your husband is pretty rich.”

His eyes were bloodshot, obviously shaken by something.

He was on the edge of madness, and if she refused him, who knows what he might do.

Yolanda calmly took out her phone and asked, “How much do you need? For Megan’s sake, I’ll pay.”

Greg raised an eyebrow and then smiled sinisterly. “Miss Grant is definitely loaded, but my business is long- term. I need to hold something over you to feel safe. How about you lie down now and let me have my way? I’ll take some photos, so it’ll be easier to collect money from you later.”

He had already made up his mind, which is why he staked out here for the past few days.

Yolanda took a deep breath. She shouldn’t have given up so easily when her studio was turned upside down like that.

Greg didn’t want to waste words or cause trouble. As he unclasped his pants, he approached her. “Stop struggling. There’s no one else in the studio right now. If you behave, I might be a little nicer to you.”

Yolanda hurried to her office, where another door was locked.

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hair and slammed her head

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and dazed. She reached for the nearby vase and smashed

of him loosening his grip, she dashed into the office

and started pounding on

out, you bitch! Get out

her phone to call the police. She quickly gave her address

the police. If you don’t want

surprised by

if he could

called Charles, but Jack answered, saying Charles was in

hung up,

standing by the door. In such

with sturdy materials and Greg couldn’t

loudly, and her palms

like a window glass breaking,

put down the stool, as

the door and saw Ian pinning Greg down, pounding him

already enjoyed boxing, and he hit Greg so hard that Greg

felt relieved and quickly stepped forward,

covered in fresh blood. He looked at her, confirmed she was okay, and then

up, and she grabbed his shirt. “Get up, the

the police because she heard Charles and Jack’s

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heart skipped a beat, and

suddenly leaned in and kissed her

before, and she was so shocked that her mind went

he only glanced at the tip of

was filled with studios and many cubicles. He

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broken the window to get in. Charles had just secured his position at the door

eight people quickly gathered at

She grabbed a nearby stool,

forward to stop her. Seeing Greg’s battered state, one quickly said, “Miss Grant, if

frightened. A clear light appeared in her eyes as she trembled and called out,

tears fell, lips pale, hair disheveled–she looked utterly

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