Chapter 130 I Swear I'll Slay Your Father's Head!


Silently, Charlie pulled his suit jacket collar around Nancy, enveloping her in its folds.

Without a word, he abruptly turned to face Director Grant. "Did you have her dress like this just to play pool?"

Caught off guard, Director Grant smiled nervously, "Young Master Firth, it's for the plot..."

"What plot?"

Charlie snatched the cue stick from Nancy's hand and tossed it to the floor. The loud clatter startled everyone in the room.

Young Master Firth's anger was truly terrifying.

With his dark eyes filled with icy rage, he stared at Director Grant, his face frosted with anger. "Director Grant, as a top-tier director, do you depend on exploiting your actresses to build your reputation?" Director Grant was left speechless, his face flushing red then pale.

Of course, his fame wasn't built on exploiting actresses; he had genuine talent.

chuckled awkwardly, "Young Master Firth, Vivian

"Are you really good

Director Grant was taken aback, but

be reasonable. The script requires Vivian to dress like this, and it's not as if the

excuses, Charlie drew Nancy closer, held her in his arm, and walked away

Firth! Young Master

in frustration as Charlie and Nancy

then that the deputy director dared to step forward and gently tug at Director Grant's sleeve,

wn

nearby stool over and roared, "That's it!

actress! I

to finish this

hiding in the shadows, was livid at the

the loss of her

So, you were dressed a bit provocatively, so what? You ruined

her scarf over her face, and

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