FULL NOVELXO Chapter 47
Chapter 47 Harold Is Beaten Up
It was Landen Birley.
Even from far away, Draven still recognized who the man Cierra was hugging was.
Landen was an actor who had won the title of Best Actor many times in the country and was a celebrity, so Draven knew him.
Not to mention that Landen had a conflict with the Trevino Group two years ago.
Originally, the Trevino Group's jewelry endorsement was signed with Landen, but two years ago, Landen suddenly requested to cancel the contract. He would rather pay the liquidated damages than continue the cooperation. His attitude was very tough. No matter how much the Trevino Group tried to persuade him, he still asked to terminate the cooperation.
Landen had been in the industry for many years and had always been low-key and mysterious. He would rarely show up except to promote his new movies.
Even the information about his parents could not be found on the Internet.
His fans were also countless and loyal. The unexplained cancellation of the contract caused a lot of repercussions at the time and a lot of damage to the Trevino Group.
Draven did not expect that Cierra would actually know Landen.
It even seemned that they were familiar.
Draven gritted his teeth as he thought.
Cierra, who was under the tree, did not know what had happened.
As early as when the car drove over from afar, she was already impatient. When she saw Coby get out of the car, she could not control herself and pounced on him before Coby could stand up. "Coby..."
The long wait made Cierra lump in her throat.
"Alright, alright. I'm here. It's okay."
Coby patted her back, patiently coaxing her, but his movements were gentle.
Coby also brought a trench coat over. After Cierra had been in his arms for a while, he put the coat on her back.
"It's windy outside. Get in the car first. I will take you home, okay?"
Cierra nodded and adjusted the coat on her body. Like a clumsy penguin, she entered the passenger seat with Coby's help. This scene was also caught in Draven's eyes.
She sat in the passenger seat.
Draven sneered.
She not only knew the president of XR Entertainment and owners of Oakperry Game but also knew Landen, a popular actor,
very well.
The distance was not close, but Draven's wrath seemed to be already pervasive.
When Coby closed the door, he looked at the villa with a sense of perception and also saw Draven standing at the door.
The gentleness on Coby's handsome face disappeared, leaving only coldness all over.
Coby only glanced at Draven, indifferently retracted his gaze, and went straight to the driver's seat.
Then, Coby started the car and left.
It was very warm inside the car. When Coby fastened his seat belt and drove the car, his attitude had already become soft.
"If you're tired, take a rest first. We'll be home in a while."
"I'm not tired."
Cierra was very tired at first.
There was nothing to eat at the dinner party. She was cold and hungry while standing under the tree, but everything was better now that she stayed with Coby.
"By the way, Coby, why are you in New York? Haven't you been filming at Mount Mist recently?"
Although Coby debuted very early, there were not many movies that he was in. He was very demanding with the script.
When Coby entered the crew this time, he asked for a closed-off shoot at the beginning, and it was in the deep forest. Before Cierra returned to the country, she thought that she would have to wait for Christmas before she could see her Coby again.
"It was fine if you didn't tell me when you returned to the country, but you even went out with William to fool around. Did you even go to a bar?"
"I wanted to tell you about it, but you only look at your phone once every ten days or half a month during the shooting."
Cierra snorted and did not forget to speak up for William.
"Besides, it's not what was thought. I was just curious and asked William to take me to have some fun. William ordered me a glass of milk at the bar. I was pissed off."
Coby snorted coldly, a faint smile in his eyes, "If he dares to make you drink, I'm afraid that Jaquan will be the first to question
him."
Cierra stuck out her tongue. "It's not that serious, is it?"
While waiting for the traffic light, Coby tilted his head and glanced at her with a smile.
The look in his eyes seemed to be asking, "What do you think?"
Cierra simply stopped mentioning this matter.
She suddenly remembered something and asked, "By the way, Coby, William didn't pick up when I called. Did something happen?"
Coby's expression immediately turned cold.
"They went to the airport to pick me up. On the way back, they encountered a small accident. A few teenagers riding motorcycles blocked the way, and they fought."
"What?"
"Are they alright? Are William and Harold injured?" Cierra sat up straight.
"Don't worry. William can fight. Harold got punched twice, but it wasn't very bad," Coby comforted her.
"Are you serious? Where are they now? Take me to Harold first. There are no cars on the road now. Coby, drive faster."
Cierra was still worried.
"He's really fine. Even Fanny is not worried about him."
Coby joked to make Cierra relax and quietly increased the speed.
Twenty minutes later, they arrived at William's residence in New York.
The door lock had saved Cierra's fingerprints. After the car was parked, she pulled Coby into the house impatiently.
The living room was filled with a faint smell of ointment. As soon as they entered, they heard William's voice.
"Hold back. Don't howl at me."
Then, it was Harold who urged impatiently, "Hurry up! I..."
But before Harold finished speaking, a muffled sound came out of his throat.
It hurt when Cierra heard it.
As soon as Cierra changed her shoes, she rushed over. "Harold, are you okay?"
It seemed that Harold did not expect Cierra to suddenly appear. He was suddenly stunned. Without thinking, he picked up the blanket next to him and covered it behind his back. "We are all family. It's fine."
William pulled the blanket away, and the strength in his hand increased at the same time. William said as he smiled.
"What's wrong? Isn't it embarrassing to let Cierra see it? You have to exercise properly."
Harold pursed his lips and tilted his head to the side. No matter how much William pressed him with his fingers, he did not say a word. However, the veins on his forehead were enough to tell them he was in pain.
Cierra felt anxious and could not help but say, "William, be gentler."
William didn't listen to her and even pressed down harder.
"If I pressed gently, how could the bruising disappear? This is all Harold's fault. Look at me. I'm totally fine."
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William had been trained. Those thugs were nothing to him. When Cierra was abroad, William was even able to subdue the gangsters with weapons to save her.
However, Harold was relatively weak. He was a nerd and did not like to go out often. He could still handle one or two gangsters.
If there were more of them, there would be nothing he could do.
In addition to his face being beaten up, there were two dark bruises on his shoulders.
It was not serious, but it made Cierra feel nervous.
"How could you be stopped? Who did this?"
Hearing this, William paused, and he snorted coldly.
"Who else could it be? It's the bastard who won't divorce you!"