Ch. 921..930

Chapter 921

"Look at your right foot. Do you think I'll let you walk with that foot? These high heels are too dangerous. You shouldn't wear them anymore. I'll buy a better one for you next time," Henry Armstrong nagged. "Nah, I have plenty of heels at home," Georgie Clementine said.

Henry carried Georgie downstairs without saying anything.

Karen Campbell and Zayn Tulip followed closely behind them.

After stalking out of the restaurant, Henry carried Georgie to the car and carefully placed her down on the passenger seat.

He then got into the driver's seat from the other side.

Though the two of them had already made it clear that they did not need any help or company, Karen and Zayn had no intention of leaving and remained rooted next to Henry.

"Young Master Armstrong, are you sure you don't want us to come with you?" Zayn asked.

Henry frowned slightly. "No."

Subsequently, Henry contacted one of the Dior boutiques. "Save all the new high heels with size 37 for me. Do not sell them."

Georgie was dumbfounded when she heard that. "I said I don't need any shoes..."

Nevertheless, Henry did not answer her. He hung up the phone, started the car, and headed straight to the nearest hospital.

Karen and Zayn stopped dead in their tracks.

What Henry said just now had once again proved to them the importance of Georgie in his heart.

As a woman, Karen could not deny that she was envious of Georgie.

Even if she knew that their relationship would definitely end one day, she could not hide her jealousy for Georgie at this moment.

This was because she had never received this kind of treatment in her life.

***

Henry's car sped steadily down the streets toward the hospital.

"Call Dior now. I want you to cancel your order. I don't want any heels." Georgie broke the silence in the car, her face all serious.

"Are you asking me to go back on my word now? How am I going to face them in the future?"

"I don't care. I don't want any of them."

"Fine. I'll throw them all into the trash can. If you don't mind seeing so many brand new heels go to waste, I'm okay with your rejection too." Georgie was speechless.

What a scoundrel he was.

"Henry, you promised me that you wouldn't give me any more random gifts." Irritation and frustration were written all over Georgie's face.

"I only promised you that I wouldn't resend you the bag you've returned to me earlier. Think carefully," Henry quibbled.

Georgie tried to recall their conversation this morning. It seemed like...

He indeed did not promise her anything when she warned him not to send her anything else. He just said that he would think about it after lunch. Georgie was at a loss for words.

"Keep the high heels, alright?" Henry said.

"No. I don't want them."

Henry raised his brows and turned to Georgie. "It's insensitive of you to push me away when I'm trying to be nice to you. Do you know that?"

"I know, so stop wasting time on me."

"However, I like everything about you. I find your insensitivity to me adorable. Do you think I'm crazy?"

"I'll have someone to send the heels to your office."

"I refuse to accept them."

"I'll ask my people to leave once they put down the stuff. Let's see how you're going to reject them," Henry insisted.

Georgie seriously did not understand why a man like him existed in this world.

Chapter 922

Chapter 922

She had seen people trying to take something away from the others.

Nonetheless, this was her very first time encountering someone who kept trying to give her expensive, luxury gifts.

Molten anger began to flow through Georgie Clementine. Her expression was as dark as night. "I'm not going to have any meals with you anymore if you keep being like this! I'll never speak to you ever again!" Seeing that Georgie was burning with wrath, Henry Armstrong instantly wimped out. "Fine, fine, fine. I'll cancel my order now."

He knew that he needed to stop triggering Georgie.

His queen was really furious now.

"I honestly don't know what to do with you. I must have owed you a big one in my previous life." Henry exclaimed.

Georgie ignored him and stared out of the window, observing the busy streets and fancy buildings out there.

Henry sighed helplessly. "You know what? I've never chased a girl before I found you. All the girls I met in my life would just pounce at me even when I simply wave at them, begging me to love them... "You're the most special girl I've ever met. Sadly, you're also the hardest one to deal with," Henry added.

"Give up on me then," Georgie responded apathetically.

"But I love you," Henry confessed.

Buzz buzz buzz...

Right at this moment, Georgie's phone vibrated, interrupting their conversation.

Seeing the head of X Entertainment's legal department, Colette Lindsey's name on the screen, Georgie immediately answered the call.

"Chief Clementine, I've officially sued Suzie Cobold on behalf of you, our big boss, and all the artists she had framed. The letter clearly states that she has to compensate all of you for the damage she has caused to your reputation. The amount of compensation is thirty million dollars in total," Colette reported.

Georgie smirked indifferently. "Got it."

After that, she hung up the phone and closed her eyes to get some rest. She was confident that everything would go smoothly as she had planned.

Suzie would definitely come to her after she received the legal letter.

Thirty million dollars...

Georgie was afraid that Suzie would never afford it even if she used up all her savings.

She gradually smiled satisfactorily as she thought about it.

The traffic light turned red, and Henry's car slowed to a crawl.

Georgie opened her eyes and stared ahead of her. She then pulled out her phone again to call Xyla Quest.

Meanwhile, Xyla was at Quest Property Group's design department's general manager's office on the other end of the phone. She was having a meeting with thirty employees from the design department. Xyla was wearing a snow-white blouse and a mint green high-waisted fishtail skirt. She looked like a dashing yet formidable mermaid as she stood in front of the coffee table, discussing the project.

All the employees of the design department listened attentively to her explanation. No one dared to make a sound during the meeting.

Her outfit had perfectly outlined her outstanding figure, and her light makeup had wonderfully set off her natural beauty. She was just like an unrealistic little fairy.

Xyla immediately stole a glance at her phone when she heard the vibration.

Noticing that Georgie was calling her, she instantly grabbed her phone and approached the french window to pick up the call. "Yes, Georgie?"

"The lawyer's letter has been sent to Suzie. She'll be facing a legal suit of thirty million dollars. I bet she doesn't even have that much money. I think she'll contact me after she receives it. "By then, we can work with her and return the favor to Dylan Brown..." Georgie continued.

Xyla's smile widened, "That's great. I'll leave it to you then."

"No problem."

"I'll call you back later. I'm having a meeting now."

With that, Xyla hung up the phone and returned to her staff to continue with their meeting.

Chapter 923

Chapter 923

The meeting lasted for more than an hour.

After Xyla Quest decided to call it a day, the employees gave her a respectful nod and left the office one after another.

Xyla shuffled to her office desk exhaustedly and plopped onto her soft, comfortable office chair.

Her neck was sore and stiff.

She slowly rolled her head in the clockwise direction for a few seconds before turning on the computer to look for more information about Stanley Batton's blood disease on the internet.

She talked to Stanley and Ron Batton for the past few days to learn more about the disease.

There were many types of congenital dyserythropoietic anemia, and Stanley's was known as aplastic anemia.

It was mainly caused by the malfunction of the hematopoietic stem cells in the bone marrow.

It was not a terminal illness for most people. It could usually be cured by undergoing a bone marrow transplant.

Unfortunately, Stanley was a special case. His genetic materials did not allow him to undergo a bone marrow transplant. He had a high chance of suffering from extreme, life-threatening transplant rejection if he went for the surgery.

Xyla had been looking for possible treatments for his unique condition for several days but to no avail.

Although she considered herself proficient in the medical field, she felt really helpless and useless about Stanley's blood disease.

However, she did not want to give up.

Failing to find any information from the internet, Xyla started to send emails to some of her friends and experts in the medical field to ask for help.

When she was about to send the third email, her phone vibrated.

It was Jeremy Quest who called her.

Xyla massaged her forehead wearily before picking up the call.

"Xyla, come to my office now," Jeremy said.

"Okay," Xyla answered without hesitation, after which she hung up the phone.

She grabbed her phone and headed straight to the president's office.

She knocked on the door politely a few times. After receiving a response from Jeremy, she pushed open the door and entered the office. Jeremy was alone in the office.

He was currently holding a magnifying glass in his right hand, carefully examining a piece of old French painting.

Noticing Xyla's arrival, Jeremy immediately put down the magnifying glass and looked at Xyla. "Xyla, come over here."

Following that statement, he gently waved at Xyla.

Xyla quickly walked up to him and stood beside him. "Dad, is there anything I can help you with?" she asked.

"Nah, I just want to tell you that the divorce agreement is ready. I've asked my lawyer to send it to May Conner," Jeremy said. There was not a sign of grievance or regret on his face.

Upon hearing that, Xyla studied his expression in earnest, her eyes brimming with curiosity.

Seeing that he was as calm as ever, she heaved a sigh and asked, "I see... Has she signed yet?"

"She refuses to do so, but that's not going to affect my decision. I'll send my lawyer to communicate with her again. If she doesn't want to sign, then we'll proceed with the legal process." Jeremy added, "Xyla, I'm going to leave that woman no matter what. She's horrible."

"Alright." Xyla nodded in agreement. She then met his eyes and asked cautiously, "Dad, are you okay?"

Jeremy shrugged indifferently. "Yeah. I'm done with her. Keeping her by my side won't do us any good." "Good to hear that." Xyla smiled.

"You and Stan don't have to come back for dinner tonight. I'm fine being alone." Jeremy returned her smile. "Okay then." Xyla nodded before continuing, "Dad, you can always come to me if you're in a bad mood." Yet, Jeremy shrugged indifferently again. "Look at me. Do I look like I'm in a bad mood? By the way—"

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Chapter 924

"There's something else I want to tell you. We've already started the construction of the ocean theme park you designed. Take a look at the construction site when you have time," Jeremy Quest added. "I will."

"Alright, that's all I want to tell you. I'll let you get back to work now."

Xyla Quest nodded courteously before striding out of Jeremy's office and returning to the general manager's office of the design department.

She sank into her office chair and unlocked her phone, intending to scroll through Weibo for a while before going back to work.

Right at this moment, Georgie Clementine called her again.

Xyla picked it up right away. "What's wrong, Georgie?"

"Suzie Cobold has received the lawyer's letter. She came to me to beg for forgiveness just now. She told me that Dylan Brown had used her family's safety to blackmail her. He warned her not to reveal anything about him.

"I told Suzie that you're X Entertainment's big boss, and you'll definitely keep her and her family safe. After hearing that, she agreed to work with us to go against Dylan Brown.

"Later, I'm going to ask Suzie to expose Dylan's misdeeds on Weibo. I'll also ask some marketing accounts to post the pictures of Dylan and Suzie walking out of the private club together to add credibility to the whole story." Georgie shared her plan in earnest.

"Nice." Xyla grinned heartily. "After Suzie uploads the post, we can use the company's official Weibo page to share the post too. This will further enhance its credibility."

After hanging up the phone, Xyla drew her attention back to Weibo and checked today's trending list.

Most of the names on the trending list belonged to the artists from her company.

The first hot topic was #Josh Batton Airport Outfit#.

The official announcement regarding the replacement of Forever Love's female lead was right beneath Josh.

The fifth hot topic was #Noah Miller Airport Outfit#.

Lastly, the seventh hot topic was about JayTyCP.

Xyla straightaway tapped on the seventh hot topic to look at it.

Once inside, she saw a post uploaded by a random netizen. "I can't believe I just met Jay Corben and Morty Wayne on the plane today. I was supposed to sit with Jay Corben, but Morty Wayne came to me to exchange seats with me. That was how I got this picture."

There was a picture attached below the post. Jay Corben and Morty Wayne were sitting side by side, sleeping together in the picture.

The post had just been uploaded for half an hour, but it had already hit a million likes, comments, and shares.

JayTyCP's fans and Jay and Morty's respective fans had caused an uproar in the comment section.

"You guys are overreacting. They're from the same group, duh. Of course, they'd like to sit together since they're taking the same flight. That doesn't mean they're a couple."

"Please keep quiet, JayTyCP's fans. Just keep your thoughts to yourself. Thank you."

"Our Morty Wayne is a free spirit. I hope Jay Corben stops sticking around him. Thank you."

"Jay Corben and Morty Wayne are just best friends, alright? You guys need to stop overthinking."

"Ahhhhh!!! JayTYCP is real! Admit it, guys! The evidence is right here. Stop deceiving yourself!"

"All the CP fans should die. My Jay Corben is going to shine alone!"

Nevertheless, what attracted Xyla the most was not the war between the fandoms but Morty's outfit in the picture.

Morty was wearing a light blue suit in the picture.

The suit was the one Jay bought when Xyla met him at the mall two days ago.

Her instinct told her that something was up between the two of them.

Jay was a straightforward, easy-going type of guy. He was bold, rebellious, and careless.

He would never pay so much attention to Morty if he did not care about him, much less chose a suit for him.

Could it be that they were in love?

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Chapter 925

Questions started swimming in Xyla Quest's head as she thought about it.

Though she understood that this idea of hers was somewhat unbelievable, she trusted her intuition.

She was certain that Jay Corben's feelings for Morty Wayna were not as simple as brotherly love.

The two of them had garnered a lot of attention recently. Their popularity soared ever since they worked together as JayTyCp. Both of them were at the top of all the major lists.

The only man in the entertainment industry who could hold them down was Josh Batton.

If something really happened between these two rising artists and was exposed to the public, the consequences were dire.

They might be shut out from the entertainment industry there and then.

Xyla was getting more anxious as she thought about it. She took a deep breath and called Georgie. "I'll go to your house tonight. I have something to discuss with you." "Okay," Georgie replied.

Hanging up the phone, Xyla exited the article and continued to browse the trending list.

Now, she found that there were some changes in the first few hot topics.

Josh's first hot topic was replaced by #Suzie Cobold Exposed Sun-N-Shine Entertainment's President, Dylan Brown#.

Xyla calmly raised her brows when she saw the hot topic.

She then tapped on the hot topic.

The first thing she saw was a post uploaded by Suzie Cobold a minute ago.

Suzie had clearly listed down all the terrible things Dylan had instructed her to do on the post. She recounted how Dylan lured her to smear X Entertainment and the other famous artists in her company. There were over five million likes, comments, and shares below the post.

The netizens had gone haywire in the comment section.

"... Are you serious? There's somebody else behind you? This Dylan guy must be out of his mind! Sun-N-Shine Entertainment, eh? You and I, Josh Batton's most loyal fan, are enemies forever!" "Though I don't really believe her, I suggest that we boycott Sun-N-Shine Entertainment to protect our idols!"

"I don't really believe her too. However, I'll definitely boycott Sun-N-Shine Entertainment if what she said was true."

"@DylanBrown, kill yourself!"

"X Entertainment's artists are too famous, so they're jealous. I understand why they hate X Entertainment, but the way they try to frame X Entertainment is disgusting."

"The entertainment industry is more exciting than all the dramas and movies out there. Let's boycott Sun-N-Shine Entertainment from now on!"

Xyla scrolled downward and found that X Entertainment's official page had already shared Suzie's post. They even added "Unscrupulous man." on the top of it. The post was uploaded seconds ago.

However, the number of likes, comments, and shares had already exceeded one million.

The fans of X Entertainment's hottest stars started to curse Dylan and his company frantically:

"Oh my god, what Suzie said is real! Guys, let's boycott Sun-N-Shine Entertainment from now on!"

"Boycott! Boycott all the movies and TV series they invested in! Boycott all the TV series, movies, advertisements, and magazines which their artists are involved in!” "Boycott all the brands that use their artists as a spokesperson! Boycott boycott!"

Fandoms from all over the world joined forces to crush Dylan Brown and his company.

Xyla's smile gradually widened as she read through the comments.

Scrolling downward, Xyla found a couple of pictures of Suzie and Dylan walking out of the private club. The marketing accounts had just revealed their relationship.

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Chapter 926

The marketing account even claimed that the photo was taken when X Entertainment was in trouble.

The comment section of the marketing account was instantly buzzing with excitement.

"X Entertainment retweeted Suzie Cobold's Weibo post. Now, this photo appeared! @Mr. Brown, go to hell!"

"The entertainment industry is filthy and insidious. My Josh must be miserable! It's our responsibility to boycott all members of Sun-N-Shine Entertainment."

"I won't watch or buy any of the drama series, movies, TV shows, magazines, and whatever this company produces."

"@Mr. Brown, you didn't think this would happen, did you? You're a trashy boss. What did our idol do to end up with you?"

"Please don't blame artists for what their boss did. I apologize on behalf of all the artists of Sun-N-Shine Entertainment."

"To the person above, who do you think you are? Do you think you can represent them? We'll boycott them forever! We'll never forgive them!"

The smile on Xyla Quest's face widened as she read this.

The resentment that had been pent up inside her for a long time completely dissipated at this moment.

When she exited this article, she saw that the list of hot topics had changed once again.

The first hot topic was '#Mr. Brown, go to hell#'.

The second hot topic was '#Mr. Brown and Suzie Cobold#'.

The third hot topic was '#Boycott Sun-N-Shine Entertainment#'.

The fourth hot topic was '#Apologize to X Entertainment#'.

All of this was expected, and Xyla didn't find it the least bit strange.

After scanning the list calmly, Xyla tapped on Mr. Brown's Weibo page.

At this moment, Mr. Brown's Weibo page had completely blown up.

At the bottom were all kinds of unpleasant, derogatory comments.

The fans of X Entertainment's artists who were slandered and the fans of Sun-N-Shine Entertainment artists now all had a common enemy, and they went all out to criticize him. Every one of them used Mr. Brown as a venting outlet.

***

At the same time, chaos had ensued in the conference room in Sun-N-Shine Entertainment.

Mr. Brown threw his phone onto the U-shaped conference table. "Is there no f*cking way to deal with this?" He looked at the department heads and asked.

Wanda Hopkins, the beautiful manager of the PR department, nodded. "There is indeed nothing that can be done. Right now, whatever we do would look wrong, and...

"Now, all the major brands that our artists are endorsing have already expressed their intentions to cancel the contracts. The scripts under discussion with our artists, the producers also intend to change the cast..." Wanda said.

Mr. Brown nearly collapsed when he heard these things.

He never thought that he would fail in carrying out a sneak attack on his opponents and end up harming himself instead.

Mr. Brown punched the conference table and stood up. He then propped his hands on the conference table as he panted...

"Now that the fans of the slandered artists know the truth, they will never let go of our company, and a boycott is inevitable.

"Moreover, it will be the kind of situation where they won't stop until we're destroyed. X Entertainment also has a bunch of popular artists with a huge fan base. Combined, this group of people would find it way too easy to boycott a brand or an artist. It's also normal for producers and brands to want to change the artists that represent them," Wanda explained.

After saying all this, Wanda added something else. "I have another bad news. Our company's stock has plummeted since this incident... Currently, our market value has practically dropped by over a billion dollar... It will definitely continue to fall in the foreseeable future..." She said.

Mr. Brown punched the table again. "X Entertainment, f*ck! I won't let them off the hook!"

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Chapter 927

Wanda Hopkins couldn't help but frown slightly. She lowered her head and thought to herself. 'Didn't you bring this upon yourself? Why blame others?'

There was a moment of silence in the meeting room...

"Are you all out of ideas?" Mr. Brown's eyes turned red with rage.

Everyone else dipped their heads even further...

"Now, there is another way. It's just... I don't know if you would be willing to do it..." Wanda said.

"Go ahead." Mr. Brown looked at Wanda with interest.

"You could go to X Entertainment and sincerely apologize to their big boss... Let the other party forgive you... And then have X Entertainment issue a statement saying that everything was a misunderstanding..." Wanda explained.

"You want me to apologize to that person? Are you out of your mind?" Mr. Brown snorted coldly. "I think it's really time for me to talk to this person anyway... If this person dares to refuse to help our company survive through the crisis, I will make him pay for what he did."

With that, he quickly picked up his jacket from the chair, put it on, and left the meeting room.

The senior executives were left looking at each other in the meeting room.

***

At the municipal hospital, Georgie Clementine, who had just finished getting her sprained right ankle tended to, was now being carried by Henry Armstrong out of the hospital.

Everywhere the two of them went, people stared at them.

Georgie lowered her head in embarrassment. "Put me down, or go find me a wheelchair..." She said.

"I won't..." Henry, however, was completely indifferent and continued to carry Georgie as if they were in no man's land as they moved forward.

"How cheeky..." Georgie frowned slightly and sighed.

Henry Armstrong chuckled. "That can't be helped. When chasing a girl, one can't be too thin-skinned."

As they walked to the door, a group of young men and women dressed in international designer labels approached them.

One of the young men leading the group, who had his arm around a beautiful woman, saw Henry and immediately greeted him respectfully. "Hey... Mr. Armstrong, it's such a coincidence to meet you here." Henry nodded gently. "Indeed... What a coincidence..."

The young man looked intently at Georgie, who was being carried by Henry. "Who is this young lady?" He asked Henry.

"Someone I respect..." After saying that, Henry then directly walked away with Georgie in his arms.

Georgie felt as if her heart was stuck in her throat.

She felt a little embarrassed when Henry referred to her as someone he respected.

Georgie thought to herself that Henry was indeed an expert at flirting with girls.

After Henry left, the young man looked around at the people around him with a shocked expression upon his face. "No way... What did Henry just say that person was to him?" "Someone he respected..." The beautiful woman he was holding said gently.

The young man immediately gulped. "Strange things really can happen after you've been around for long enough. Henry has actually said that a woman is someone he respects..." "It feels like Mr. Armstrong treats that woman differently. Say... Could that woman be his final destination?"

"That's really hard to say..."

"If that's really the case, I can only say that I'm envious. It's the Armstrong family we're talking about. They are one of the richest families around."

By then, Henry and Georgie were already far away. The two of them naturally didn't hear what everyone was talking about.

Henry carried Georgie all the way to the passenger seat of her Mercedes-Benz.

After carefully fastening her seat belt, he got into the car from the other side.

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Chapter 928

Georgie Clementine, on the other hand, took out her phone and looked at Weibo.

Seeing the buzz about Mr. Brown and the boycotting of Sun-N-Shine Entertainment made her smile satisfactorily in an instant.

"I'll send you home to rest..." Henry Armstrong said.

"I don't want to... Take me to the office. I only sprained my ankle, and it's nothing serious at all..." Georgie said.

"But the doctor said that you should not tire yourself or walk too often during this period," Henry argued.

"There is a bunch of things waiting for me at the company... I'll just be sitting in the office, and I won't be walking much," Georgie said.

"No way!" Henry decisively refused.

"Henry Armstrong!" Georgie had a look of dissatisfaction on her face.

Although she knew that Henry was doing this for her good, she really couldn't afford not to go back to the company.

Right now, there were still a bunch of things needing her attention.

Seeing that she was angry, Henry instantly gave in. Helplessly, he raised his hands in surrender. "Okay, okay... Whatever you say... You really are really something."

With that, Henry stepped on the gas pedal and drove to X Entertainment.

When they arrived at X Entertainment, Henry carried Georgie into the building as everyone watched.

This scene instantly caught the eyes of countless employees.

Taking the exclusive elevator, Henry brought her all the way to the CEO's office.

Once inside, Henry carefully put Georgie in her office chair. Panting, he placed his hands on both sides of her chair's armrest and leaned down to look at her.

The two were so close that her whole body was squeezed in between his arms and the chair. The slightest movement might cause her head to brush against Henry's lips.

Suddenly, she felt her breathing getting a little out of control...

Her heart rate had also involuntarily sped up.

Georgie didn't dare to move at all. Instead, she leaned into her chair and looked at Henry defensively. "You can leave now..."

"Not even a word of thanks?" Henry asked.

"Thanks," Georgie said.

Henry smiled satisfactorily before turning around and walking away...

Once the door closed, Georgie let out a long sigh as if she had been released from something. After that, she picked up a silver diamond-encrusted fountain pen. While she played with the pen using her right hand, she flipped through documents on her desk with her left.

Her five long fingers moved dexterously, flipping the pen around the tip of her fingers to the point it looked like a lively dragon dancing in the air. It was quite artistic.

***

In the lobby on the first floor, Mr. Brown angrily pointed at four security guards and the two beautiful girls at the front desk who were blocking his way. "What are you doing? Get out of my way immediately. I'm looking for your big boss... Tell your boss to come down and see me," he yelled.

A pretty receptionist respectfully bowed her head. "Our big boss almost never comes to the company... She is not in the company now either."

Mr. Brown coldly snorted. "Not in? Then, call this person to come over right now. Tell your boss, Mr. Brown is asking her to come and die!"

Another pretty receptionist started speaking once again good-naturedly. "We don't have our big boss's number either... I hope you'll stop causing a scene. Otherwise, we might have to get the security to escort you out."

When Mr. Brown heard this, he immediately raised his hand and fiercely slapped her across the face. "Do you know who the hell I am? Escort me out? How dare you?

"Whoever dares to touch me today, I'll let him die without a full body intact!" Mr. Brown yelled coldly once more.

The pretty girl's lip was bleeding from being slapped.

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Chapter 929

The left side of the receptionist's face had swollen up to the size of a bun.

As soon as Xyla Quest entered, she saw Mr. Brown pointing and cursing at her staff.

From her position, she could only see the man's back and the crying receptionist, who had just been slapped.

Xyla was instantly furious.

She frowned slightly, gently pushed the black-framed sunglasses up the bridge of her nose, and quietly walked up to Mr. Brown. When the receptionists and security guards saw her, they all quieted down and shifted their gaze to her face.

However, Mr. Brown was still oblivious, and he continued to yell at them. "Do you hear me? Tell your big boss to come out..." Xyla smiled indifferently before walking quietly up to him and stood silently about a meter behind him.

Right after that, she waved her hand at several people, who were gathered in front of Mr. Brown, signaling them to move aside.

A few of them immediately obeyed and lowered their heads, making way for Mr. Brown.

Although Mr. Brown saw this happening, he was still oblivious. "What... What are you doing? Are you letting me go upstairs on my own...? Ahh..." He started speaking with a dissatisfied look on his face. Before Mr. Brown could finish his sentence, Xyla lifted her leg and kicked him hard in the buttocks.

The next second, he was sent flying forward...

After that, he fell flat on his face half a meter away.

Seeing this scene, the pretty receptionist, who was slapped hard earlier, instantly stopped being sad and became happy instead. She couldn't help but laugh out loud.

The others also couldn't help but laugh along.

Xyla simply stood silently in place, flicking her newly painted, light green, long nails as she looked at Mr. Brown.

Feeling the pain, Mr. Brown angrily got up. "D*mn it! Who did that?" he instantly yelled.

With that, he turned around and looked directly in Xyla's direction.

Since Xyla was wearing sunglasses, he couldn't see her face clearly. However, he did find her somewhat familiar...

He might have seen her somewhere, but he couldn't quite remember.

Mr. Brown didn't care much. With a cold expression on his face, he covered his buttocks and pointed at Xyla angrily. "Was it you? Are you crazy? Who are you... Tell me your name. I'll set up a monument for you," he said.

"Hello, boss..." The two receptionists nodded at Xyla respectfully as they bowed.

As soon as Mr. Brown heard this, he immediately pointed at Xyla's face again. "Are you the big boss? I'm warning you. Issue a statement on your official blog that everything was a misunderstanding... Otherwise, if my company doesn't do well, I'll make sure you won't either," he said angrily.

"Is that so? Give it all you've got..." Xyla said.

"You... You bloody..." Mr. Brown uttered. He became instantly enraged and raised his hand directly while he charged furiously at Xyla. He was going to slap Xyla across her face. However, Xyla didn't even flinch. Instead, she dodged his slap agilely and slapped his left cheek in return.

Mr. Brown was even angrier now. He lifted his hand again and prepared to slap Xyla, but she managed to dodge it once more before slapping him on the right side of his face this time. The way Xyla moved extremely awesome and cool, and she mesmerized everyone who was watching the fight.

In an instant, Mr. Brown's face had swollen up like a bun.

Blood also began to ooze from the corners of his lips.

Mr. Brown was furious as he held the side of his face. Panting, he looked at Xyla. "You... You..."

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Chapter 930

Xyla Quest merely felt a little amused when she observed this.

She didn't say anything. She instead slowly and methodically pushed the sunglasses above her forehead. After that, she looked up at Mr. Brown's face.

After seeing her face clearly, Mr. Brown was immediately dumbfounded.

Wasn't this Xyla?

Did this mean Xyla was the big boss of X Entertainment?

He knew who supported Xyla behind the scenes...

Instantly, Mr. Brown became speechless.

Right then, Henry Armstrong slowly walked up to Mr. Brown from behind. His hands casually tucked in his pockets. Henry lifted his foot and kicked Mr. Brown hard in his buttocks...

The next second, Mr. Brown was sent flying once again.

He fell heavily at Xyla's feet.

Mr. Brown immediately covered his buttocks and got up with difficulty, looking behind him with a frightened expression upon his face...

When he saw Henry, he once again shut his mouth and held his breath.

All he did was carefully rub his buttocks while he looked at Henry curtly. "Henry... Mr. Armstrong... Why are you here, too?" Mr. Brown asked.

"What the hell are you doing here? How dare you cause a scene in Xyla's company? Are you tired of living?" Henry asked.

Mr. Brown immediately turned to look at the two of them and started explaining. "Hehe... It's all a misunderstanding... It's a misunderstanding, indeed. I didn't know Xyla was the big boss of this company. If I had known, I wouldn't have caused a scene...

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry..." After saying that, Mr. Brown began to bow to the two of them repeatedly as he nodded.

"If apologies worked that way, why do we need the rule of law?" Xyla Quest asked and snorted coldly.

Mr. Brown immediately pissed his pants out of fear. He once again looked at Xyla cautiously. "Madam, I admit I really was wrong. Please, let me go," he begged.

"Security..." Xyla raised her hand at the security guards. Once again, she placed her sunglasses on the bridge of her nose.

The security guards quickly came to Xyla and nodded respectfully.

"Throw this man into the city's river so that he can wash his stink off," Xyla said.

The security guards then cheerfully lifted Mr. Brown.

Mr. Brown immediately began to struggle and beg for mercy. "No, the water in the river is very dirty..."

"Dirty. That fits you perfectly," Xyla Quest said.

Immediately after that, the security guards carried Mr. Brown out of the building...

The pretty receptionist, who was slapped earlier, let out a long sigh after watching this scene unfold.

She then walked up to Xyla with a grateful expression on her face. "Thank you, boss..."

"No worries..." With that, Xyla raised her hand, gently caressing the receptionist's face that was red and swollen from the slap. "Does it hurt?" Xyla asked.

The pretty receptionist quickly shook her head and teared up. "It doesn't hurt..."

"Get her an ice cube. Icing it will reduce the swelling." Xyla looked at the other pretty receptionist and said.

The pretty receptionist nodded respectfully.

"Okay, everyone, you're dismissed..." After saying that, Xyla let go of the pretty receptionist. She then turned to look at Henry. "Thank you..." Henry shrugged indifferently. "It's not a big deal."

Xyla smiled. "What brings you here? Are you here to see Georgie?"

Henry smirked and walked up to her. "Can't I be here to see you?" he asked jokingly.

Xyla laughed again. "We're friends. Why not?"