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 assassin who

gave a cold laugh, "Are

aback, but quickly realized what Charlie meant

to dress like this, and

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

Master Firth!

in frustration as Charlie and Nancy disappeared

step forward and gently tug at

wn

Grant kicked a nearby stool

actress! I don't

to finish

shadows, was livid at the

loss of her role at such a

were dressed a bit provocatively, so what? You ruined my role. I swear I'll

yanked her scarf over her

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