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

aback, but quickly realized what Charlie meant and

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

held her in his arm, and walked away

Master Firth! Young Master

foot in frustration as Charlie

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

wn

Director Grant kicked a nearby

I

to finish this

hiding in the shadows, was livid at

loss of her role at

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

words, yanked her scarf

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