PREVIEW

... ing heard the notice from his butler, he didn’t put down the newspaper in his hand. His gaze drifted from the newspaper headlines to the images displayed on the giant screen on the opposite wall. His furrowed his brows, slight worry on his face.


Lately, be it newspapers, magazines, entertainment tabloids, or TV shows, they all revolved around the same topic.


Movie star Jing Qiu Han had been shot while filming in Paris. He sustained two bullet injuries and was in critic ...

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