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.

just chuckled awkwardly, "Young Master Firth, Vivian

gave a cold laugh, "Are you really good

aback, but

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

closer, held her in his arm, and walked

Firth! Young Master

in frustration as Charlie

dared to step forward and gently tug at Director Grant's sleeve, "Director Grant, what should we do

wn

kicked a nearby stool over and roared,

I

to finish this

hiding in the shadows, was livid at

loss of her

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

words, yanked her scarf over her face, and stormed