Kris, one of the top three global superstars, a darling of YSJ Entertainment and the soon-to-be spokesperson for the Williams Corporation, was now being held by his hair, his head smashed into the table by Ethan!
The scene was like a thunderclap, leaving the crowd in shock, their heads spinning.
Kris's once sleek lavender hair was now a tangled mess, and his face lay splattered in a mix of ketchup and his own blood. His rage burned fiercely.
He had always been treated like a king, adored by fans, worshipped by the wealthy, and pursued by the daughters of high society. And now, here he was—beaten by a piece of s**t?
"You hit me? How dare you?" Kris, clutching his swollen cheek, roared in disbelief. "I'll ruin you! I'll bankrupt the Sullivan family! Everyone connected to you will suffer
