Chapter 3

Behind Howard, several stone-faced bodyguards in black quickly moved in, blocking the crowd and stopping the camera crew from getting any closer.

He walked towards us with long, purposeful strides. Every step felt like it was stomping right on my nerves.

Finally, he stopped right in front of me. And his tall figure was looming over me, completely overshadowing me.

That familiar, suffocating pressure slammed into me, making it almost impossible to breathe.

Without even glancing at the chaos or the cameras, he suddenly reached out and grabbed my wrist in a grip so tight my face instantly went pale.