Without saying a word, Xavier delivered a kick to the man�s stomach.

�Get on your knees and apologize to Stefan!�

Stefan felt a little speechless. �You can get on your knees, but that won�t be necessary.� Stefan wanted to say this out loud, but he didn�t.

He was only an observer, but Xavier�s action literally dragged him into the eye of the storm. It seemed he was going to have to take a few bullets no matter what. He had Xavier to thank for this.

By now, the security guards were all aiming their guns at Xavier and Stefan. However, they were overwhelmed by the two�s strong presence.

Nobody dared to open fire, and none wanted to become the scapegoat either.

�Let the two of them go and ask your manager to come here. I�ll take full responsibility.�

Stefan kept his hands in his pockets and looked down at the man who was on the ground

�Stefan, you should leave with Renee. I�m better at dealing with situations like this,� Xavier said.

Nearly ninety percent of the entertainment industry in Beach City was monopolized by the Stuart family, and most of the industry happened to involve grey areas. Dealing with situations like this was naturally a piece of cake for Xavier.

�Do you all think I�m dead?� Xavier stepped harder on the man�s head. His face was red from rage.

�Go on, fire, you idiots! Do you think this is funny?�

The security guards could no longer stay still and got ready to make their move.

Just as all hell was about to break loose, they heard someone shouting. �Hold your fire! Hold your fire!�

The man was about to start yelling again, but his face turned pale when he saw who the person shouting was.

At the same time, the security guards with guns in their hands lowered their heads in fear.

�H-Hank!�

It seemed that this was their manager.

Hank seemed like a cultured man in his forties.

He ran past the crowd before directly approaching Xavier and Stefan. JrNovels.com