Noah looked down at Simon with an air of quiet authority, his voice low and icy.
“Just because you have some money in your pocket and a bit of fame, you think that gives you the right to trample on other people’s dignity?
“Mr. Jones, do you really think acting like this makes you impressive?”
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Simon swept his gaze over Noah from head to toe, his eyes filled with nothing but mockery and disdain.
“And who are you?”
I stood up from my seat, casually linking my arm through Noah’s.
With a smile, I looked straight at Simon.
“Let me formally introduce you–He’s Noah Wells, my boyfriend.”
Simon’s expression instantly darkened.
His eyes locked onto our intertwined fingers, and for a moment, hesitation flickered across his face.
However, that hesitation was quickly drowned by a wave of anger that spread through him like wildfire.
“I should’ve known, Chloe. You spent all this time following me around like a lapdog, and now, all of a sudden, you’ve grown a spine?”
His gaze turned sharp as he glared at Noah. “How long have you even known this pretty boy? You’re dumping me for him?”
Noah cut him off before he could finish.
“I’m Chloe’s first love.”
It was as if an invisible force had sucked the air from the room, making every breath feel heavy and slow.
Simon’s lips pressed into a tight, thin line.
Something clicked in his mind, and his entire expression shifted.
He finally understood.
The way he looked at me now–it was pure, unfiltered rage, as if he wanted to tear me apart.
Just then, a group of security guards strode in from outside.
They lined up neatly, their presence imposing.
Then, in perfect unison, they dipped their heads respectfully toward Noah.
“Mr. Wells.”
The room fell silent.
Even Simon and those around him looked stunned.
And for a moment, even I was caught off guard.
Noah pulled me into his arms, his grip firm, his gaze icy as he stared Simon down.
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It was a silent declaration of ownership.
“Throw these two out.”
“Yes, sir.”
The security guards surged forward.
Simon had never been humiliated like this before.
He pointed a finger at them, his tone laced with fury.
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“You guys dare lay a hand on me? Go ahead, try it!”
The girl clung to Simon’s back, trembling, but still managed to put on a defiant front.
you even know who he is? He’s Simon Jones, a famous artist, a big name in the industry! If you touch him, I guarantee you’ll
be all over the news tomorrow, getting dragged through the
mud!”
