Substitute Bride and Her Husband Who Disappeared

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.

he couldn't explain this to Charlie, so he just chuckled awkwardly, "Young Master Firth, Vivian

laugh, "Are you

aback, but quickly realized what Charlie

requires Vivian to dress like this, and it's not

Charlie drew Nancy closer, held her

Master Firth! Young

foot in frustration as Charlie and Nancy disappeared from

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

wn

flaring, Director Grant kicked a nearby stool

actress! I don't

to finish this

the shadows,

of

bit provocatively, so what? You ruined my role. I swear

out these words, yanked her scarf over her