Harold glanced at the man behind Cameron. The man was getting up from the floor slowly. He drew a butterfly knife from his pocket and dashed toward Cameron.
Cameron performed a sidekick, hitting the man's neck squarely and sending him flying across the room before smashing into a pot.
Harold was stunned.
Cameron turned around to look at him. The corner of Harold’s lips quivered as he just wanted to cry right now.
Cameron grinned, and her face sank. She stepped on his leg, causing him to scream out in pain. “I’m sorry!”
She leaned forward while looking at Harold with a devilish smile tugging at the corner of her lips. “I heard that your supporter is Mr. Selfridge, right?”
Meanwhile, at a private swimming pool…
“Mr. Selfridge, over here. Come and catch meee!”
“Mr. Selfridge, over here!”
There were a lot of things going on in the pool.
Conroy was wearing a blindfold while playing hide-and-seek with a few beautiful Internet celebrities. However, he couldn't catch any o
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