Chapter 22
Chapter 22
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Tiana shuddered at Enoch’s fierce demeanor and looked up at him. His face was cold and stern, the depths of his eyes exuding a chilling menace that made her uneasy.
She had never seen him like this before. His display of anger made her inexplicably apprehensive.
Furrowing her brows, she shook her head. “No, and I slapped him! Stay out of my business; I’ll handle it myself?”
Just then, she heard footsteps coming from outside, it must have been Jocelyn arriving. Quickly, she pushed Enoch away and rushed upstairs.
When Jocelyn entered, she didn’t see Tiana, only noticing Enoch emerging from the kitchen with a sullen expression. Remembering what had happened in the backyard, she didn’t dare to say another word to him. In his anger, he resembled a demon from hell.
Enoch strode up the stairs, his long legs taking him to the second floor. Simon, who lived alone in a separate room was now standing in the room where Enoch and Gideon shared.
As Enoch reached the door, he saw Simon standing at the foot of his bed. With an expressionless face, he entered the room.
When Simon noticed him approaching, his handsome face turned cold, and his eyes full of mockery and disdain. “Do you want to get out of the show yourself, or do you want to be forced out?”
Gideon sat in the corner playing the piano. Hearing Simon’s words, he cast a fleeting glance at Simon, his long eyes, partially hidden by his messy hair, flickering with a hint of distaste and gloom.
Enoch’s jaw tightened, his features sharply defined like a chiseled statue. “Stay away from Tiana!”
Upon hearing Enoch’s words, Simon was momentarily taken aback before breaking into a scornful smirk. He couldn’t understand why Enoch dare talk to him in such a tone, because Enoch was merely a bodyguard
Looking at Enoch with even more disdain, Simon retorted. “Tiana is my girlfriend. We had a little disagreement. What business is it of yours, bodyguard”
Simon pulled a check from his suit pocket. “How about 15 million dollars? Take this money, go back to the countryside, and never show up around my girlfriend again!”
For a bodyguard, 1.5 million dollars was indeed a tempting offer. Simon thought if Enoch has any sense, he would leave immediately.
Enoch glanced at the check, extending his hand to take it. Simon’s expression dripped with more contempt. He was sure this lackluster bodyguard would choose money, thinking that he is a loser who participated in a reality dating show to get noticed by wealthy women and sell himself for money.
“Take the money and get out!” Simon said.
Gideon quietly observed the scene, stopping his piano playing. His cold, detached gaze shifted to Enoch
Enoch glanced at the check, then sneered. In the next instant, he tore it into pieces and flung the shreds onto Simon’s face.
Gideon’s pupils narrowed slightly. This scene inexplicably thrilled him. He truly wished he could have Enoch’s courage. Thinking of this, Gideon let his long lashes fall, feeling a little sad.
Simon was hit squarely by the flying fragments of the check. He looked at Enoch in disbelief, his handsome face slightly
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contorting as it took him a moment to process what had just happened.
“Do you know what you’re doing?” Simon strode forward, grabbing Enoch by the collar in a fit of rage. How dare this lowly bodyguard throw the check at my face? Who told him to do this?’ he thought.
Enoch glanced at the delicate Simon, a cold smirk flashing in the depths of his eyes.
“Is this hand the one that squeezed Tiana’s wrist?” Enoch grasped Simon’s right wrist firmly. In the quiet air, a cracking sound echoed as Simon’s bones slipped out of place.
A wave of intense pain shot through Simon’s limbs. He wanted to retaliate, but realized his wrist had been twisted. Angrily. he shot a glare at Enoch, “You-
to fight me; killing you would be no different than killing a chick for me,” His tone remained calm, yet for words
supremely arrogant and ruthless. In fact, Simon truly wasn’t a match for him..
Fury ignited in Simon’s eyes. “I guess you don’t want to stay in Novavista anymore!”
Enoch picked up the air conditioning remote control from the table, casually weighing it in his hand before throwing it at the glass window. The glass shattered first into a spiderweb pattern, followed by a loud crash. All of it broke into pieces
One piece of glass cut sharply across Simon’s neck, and warm blood sprayed out. Simon instinctively touched his neck with his uninjured hand, and seeing the bright red on his hand, his pupils constricted sharply.
In the corner, Gideon’s usually indifferent handsome face also showed a slight change.
A fierce malice rose in Simon’s eyes. “You asked for this!”
Tristan and the production crew were downstairs discussing the live broadcast schedule for tomorrow when a sudden loud bang echoed through the building. They looked up. The glass window in the men’s dormitory on the second floor was completely shattered.
Tristan’s face fell, and he hurried upstairs. “What happened?”
Just then, Simon stepped out of the room, his face darkened. “Tristan, do you want to ruin your career as a director? Get that bodyguard off the show immediately, or get ready to be blacklisted!”
As Simon went downstairs, he called the Fletcher family’s private doctor and lawyer. Tristan stood at the doorway, glancing at Gideon sitting in the corner and the imposing Enoch with a cold expression. “What’s going on?”
The two men in the room just ignored him. Tristan walked over to the shattered glass window and took a look. This was. double–layered, reinforced glass; even a hammer wouldn’t easily break it. He wondered how it just shattered.
Tristan glanced downstairs and spotted a damaged remote control on the air conditioning unit. Could it be that Enoch shattered the window with the remote? If so, his strength is terrifying he thought.
Tristan took a moment to calm his racing heart, cleared his throat, and said, “Enoch, while it’s true you have backers, Simon is the heir of a powerful family in Novavista. You can’t overpower him. How did you end up fighting with him?*
Tristan sighed. “You should apologize to him now, and I’ll figure out a way to keep you in the show.”
“No need,” Enoch replied coldly.
Tristan furrowed his brows tightly. “Are you saying you want to withdraw from the dating reality show?”
Though Enoch was just a bodyguard, he had consistently high popularity since his appearance. The chemistry he had with
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Tiana created a compelling
repair called Tianoch, and if he left, it would be a significant loss for the production
team. However, Tristan couldn’t offend Simon either.
“I’m not withdrawing, Enoch remained expressionless as he glanced at Tristan. “And you won’t be blacklisted”
Tristan couldn’t understand why a bodyguard was so confident.
Enoch ignored Tristan further and strode over to Gideon in the corner. “Kid, were you scared?”
Gideon looked at Enoch, who had once appeared as a cold and ruthless devil during his confrontation with Simon However, now he had reined in that ferocity; though still icy, he no longer exuded danger or malice.
“Not really,” Gideon said, though he had been startled the moment the window shattered. Enoch wasn’t bragging with his strength, he could indeed crush Simon with one hand–of course, he could do the same to Gideon.
“If you want to switch dorms, you can apply to Tristan, Enoch said.
Gideon shook his head, his voice flat. “No need.”
After the Fletcher family’s private physician arrived in the downstairs living room, he quickly realigned Simon’s wrist and helped stop the bleeding on his neck.
Simon’s expression was cold and stern as he said to his lawyer, “I want to sue Enoch Gaston.”
Just then, Tristan came downstairs and happened to overhear Simon’s words. “Mr. Fletcher, let’s talk this through,” he said. If Simon did sue Enoch, the news would definitely go viral, and it wouldn’t reflect well on the production team.
Simon turned to Tristan. “When is he leaving?”
Tristan hesitated. “He refuses to leave, Mr. Fletcher. I’ll try to persuade him to apologize to you, and then we can let it go- Simon interrupted Tristan angrily, “Let it go? No way! If you don’t make him leave, you’ll be the one leaving tomorrow!”
“Mr. Fletcher, Enoch was also supported by an i
“Then which investor are you prioritizing?” Simon asked.
Tristan said.
Tristan found himself in a difficult position. He never imagined such a major incident would occur on the first night of filming.
He picked up his phone and walked to the side to call Jasper. “Mr. Yarrow, I have something to report to you…”
After finishing the call, Tristan looked at Simon, who was still fuming on the sofa. “Mr. Fletcher, the investor said if someone has to leave, it can only be you.”
Simon grabbed the ashtray from the coffee table and hurled it at Tristan. Fortunately, Tristan reacted quickly; otherwise, his face would have been seriously injured. ‘Damn it, isn’t Mr. Fletcher supposed to be the most easygoing top star in the entertainment industry according to his fans? Why is he so volatile?‘ he thought to himself.
Simon picked up his phone and directly called Andrew Smith, the CEO of NexGen TV. “Mr. Smith, it’s Simon.” Tristan felt cold sweat dripping from his forehead as he heard Simon calling Andrew. The dating show was being live- streamed on NexGen TV, and if Andrew decided to cancel the program, Tristan might truly have to exit the entertainment industry.
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“Okay. I owe you one, Mr. Smith.” After hanging up, Simon cast a cold glance at Tristan.
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Soon, Tristan’s phone rang–it was Andrew calling him. Tristan’s heart raced and his legs went limp. After taking several deep breaths, he finally answered the call.
Immediately, Andrew’s impatient voice came through. “Tristan, what’s going on? Have you lost your mind? How dare you offend Simon Fletcher? Just do as he said, or you’ll be the one leaving!”
Before Tristan could say anything, Andrew hung up. Seeing Tristan’s pale expression, Simon smirked. “Mr. Wilder, if you deal with it properly, I can let bygones be bygones. By the way, find a way to pair me with Tiana tomorrow.”
To be honest, Tristan disliked it when others interfered with his show, but he never expected the situation to escalate this far. Reluctantly, he picked up his phone again to call Jasper.
On the other end, Jasper chuckled at Tristan’s report. “An executive from a media company in Novavista thinks he can overpower Enoch?” he said. “It’s not a big deal; look at you, so nervous you can’t even speak properly.”
“Mr. Yarrow, what are we going to do? Mr. Smith from NexGen TV has already made his statement,” said Tristan.
“Mr. Smith? Andrew Smith?” asked Jasper.
“Yes,” answered Tristan.
Jasper clicked his tongue. “I think he’s been the CEO for too long and doesn’t know who he is anymore. Just wait and see; NexGen TV will have a new CEO soon.
Before Tristan could grasp what he meant, Jasper had already hung up.
