Harvey smiled and curled his fingers in Fred’s direction.

Fred looked disdainful. He approached Harvey again and barked, “Why? Do you still want to provoke me and let me come over?”

“Come, come, come! Hit me!”

“Come on, just hit me!”

“If you don’t hit me, you’re a coward! A bastard…”

Slap!

Before Fred could finish his words, Harvey instantly slapped him.

“Argh!” Fred screamed in pain, blood spurting from his mouth and nose. He was sent flying and hit the wall before falling to the ground, looking extremely miserable.

The crowd was shocked. The female stars’ faces slackened with fear and disbelief.

Larry’s hand, which was about to light up his cigar, stiffened and it trembled slightly in mid-air.

Even Elisa Jean, who was initially calm and relaxed, was also slightly taken aback.

She never imagined that Harvey would actually hit Fred.

Before her eyes, to boot?

Anger surged up in her heart. Elisa, who was always domineering, felt that she was being trampled under someone’s fo