Capítulo 128: 119: Wyatt's sharp suit, the confession game begins (Part 1)

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He twirled the tail ring on his finger, head bowed, not sure if he was looking at the ring or the person: "If she doesn't understand, she needs to be taught."

Sam Piers was a veteran agent in the circle, having struggled for many years, and she knew very well what kind of person Clement Atkins was.

In his rules, there was no distinction between genders.

Sam Piers stepped back, choosing to remain silent.

Averi Rivera was a smart woman, knowing when to grit her teeth and when to bow her head.

She knelt down to wipe the man's leather shoes, lowering her posture as much as possible.

"I'm sorry, Master Atkins."

Many artists were watching, but none spoke up, as everyone in the entertainment circle knew of Clement Atkins' notorious reputation—a ruthless yet highly capable businessman.

"That's enough."

Averi Rivera stood up and moved aside,

Clement Atkins didn't even give her a direct glance and stepped on the makeup sponge that had fallen from her hand, leaving directly.