Chapitre 120: Internet Fight II: Consequences.

The video was dark at first, but soon I heard voices and images began to appear. 

I had no difficulty recognizing what was happening. 

The setting was a small room in a film studio. 

In front of me was a young man kneeling, one of the actors who had tried to take a role from me, but I made him give up the part and went on to destroy his acting career. 

His voice, with a whiny and pleading tone, could be heard. 

"Mr... Chad, please... it's always been my dream to be an actor... just let me…" 

"Quiet!!" In the video, I shouted impatiently, and my hand turned into a sharp claw that threw him a distance away. 

"It's your decision! Do you want the money to heal your father's recent injury or not?" 

My voice carried a cold tone, leaving no room for negotiation. The actor hung his head, and after that, my body approached him, and I gently touched his shoulder.