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.

just chuckled awkwardly, "Young Master Firth, Vivian is playing a cold-blooded

"Are you really

was taken aback, but quickly realized what Charlie

dress like

Grant's excuses, Charlie drew Nancy closer, held her in his arm, and

Master Firth! Young Master

his foot in frustration as Charlie

forward and gently tug at Director Grant's sleeve, "Director Grant,

wn

Director Grant kicked a nearby stool

I

to finish this

shadows,

loss of her role at such a

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

these words, yanked her scarf over her face,

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