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As he asked, the director and the producer sat down on the sofa opposite him.

The producer spoke, "Spencer, if the discussions online keep going, it might have an impact on the showing of the play.” He was asking Spencer if he had any idea in mind.

"My part in the shooting is done and the rest is not my job," Spencer answered indifferently. Obviously, he didn't care at all about the discussions online. "He wants a return, right? I'd like to see what he can do."

"So, you were the one who revealed those stories of Hanson Moran?" the director seemed to have guessed something.

“It was all his own doing. I just posted them online.” Spencer smiled. The director and the producer looked at each other.

A while later, the director reminded him, "Spencer, Hanson Moran is not like everyone else. He is a scheming man who is capable of anything. You need to be careful with him."

"Thank you for your concern, but I'm not to be messed with as well." Spencer thought he didn't have any work to do now and he was free to play the game.

The director and the producer didn't say anything more, and they just hoped the crisis could be ended soon so that the play could be on show as planned.

In a house painted black and gray, the lights in the living room, which covered hundreds of square meters, were all in a cold tone, giving a creepy atmosphere. One would feel inexplicably cold being in such a place for too long.

In front of a huge gray table.

a black cap was sitting in the chair. He had a nose ring and a pair of sharp

picture of Spencer. The man was tapping on the cold table with his finger, with a look of hatred in his eyes. It was as if he wanted

and

This was Hanson Moran.

and the

highly of themselves

of his

"The police are all losers, and they won't be able to catch me. I have investigated it. That guy is an orphan with no backing. Just kill him and dump his body to the

just give him some punishment,” another man also said, "We just need to

"You think I will be

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table and drank it, "He has found it was me who has been going

There was silence.

wine down on the table and smiled, “I want to see him dead within

"Yes, sir!"

him," Hanson said, "I'm going with you. I want to kill him with

they started planning