"F-Fuck off?!"

Willy almost flew into a rage but was afraid of flipping out.

He nodded politely at Frank and glanced at Roman once before fleeing.

And fled he did, like a rat who saw a cat, showing no intention to fight back at all.

It was frustrating, but there was nothing he could do as he cursed inwardly.

Meanwhile, the production crew was left shaking in their boots, afraid to breathe as they watched Willy leave fearfully.

Who on earth was Frank to be able to tell Willy to fuck off?! One of Morhen's most famous bigwigs?!

On top of that, Willy was afraid to even retort. In fact, he did not dare say a word and fucked off as he was told.

Alfred Moran the director and Jeff Bale the screenwriter were both gasping.

the case especially for Alfred, as he remembered how he ordered the security guards to help Roman

of Frank,

"Don't bother."

was visiting incognito with no intention to meddle. I just didn't expect Roman Xinder to behave so rudely-I'm not imposing, am I?" Frank's question left

quickly flashed an apologetic smile. "No,

"Honor, huh?"

at one of the security guards standing at a corner, shaking

knew who he

waved him off since he didn't mean anything by it. "Keep filming. Just pretend I don't

"O-Okay..."

and Alfred traded glances, sighing in relief and wiping the sweat

Frank

hindsight, his appearance here was helpful

Roman would still be throwing a hissy

ask who your sister

smiled fawningly, clearly intending to sweeten relations with Frank

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