Doted by Many: I became the Top-Tier Celebrity!-Chapter 406 - 405: What Kind of God-Level Bodyguard Is This
"Ahhhhhhhh——"
In that instant before Loomis Hughes’ hand could touch her, she screamed in fear, "Isaac, Isaac..."
"What’s wrong?"
"What happened?"
Chaos erupted outside.
Tiana Thorne seized the moment of Loomis Hughes’ shock and panic, lifted her leg, and kicked hard, sneering coldly, "Go be childless, scum!"
Loomis Hughes was in so much pain that veins bulged on his forehead, his hands clutching his injury, his face flushed, barely able to breathe.
Tiana Thorne pulled open the bed curtains, her eyes filled with tears, her clothes disheveled, stumbling as she escaped from the bed, crying, "He really was going to rape me..."
Isaac almost flew over, simultaneously shedding his suit jacket to drape over her thin shoulders.
The faint scent of mint enveloped her, the jacket still carrying Isaac’s warmth, making her feel comforted inside.
Then she heard Isaac say, "Wait for me."
"Okay." Tiana nodded, tears on her cheeks, her disheveled state evoking sympathy.
May Sloane and Finn Pierce also jogged over, shielding her.
Finn Pierce frowned coldly.
Isaac furrowed his brows, speaking in a deep voice, "Watch her."
Just three simple words exuded a straightforward dominion, carrying his natural charisma, making one inexplicably submit.
With that, he rose, a breeze with the scent of mint engulfing them, chilling all present.
Both May Sloane and Tiana Thorne’s hearts skipped a beat: So handsome!
At this moment, a crowd of staff gathered to inquire what had transpired.
Isaac stormed through as if conquering obstacles, knocking aside the crowd within seconds, tearing apart the bed curtains.
Loomis Hughes lay on the bed, still clutching his injury.
Seeing his state, Tiana Thorne laughed to herself; it seemed he’d become impotent like that old fool.
She wondered if he’d dare draw his gun recklessly again.
Her gaze lingered on Isaac.
Isaac grabbed Loomis Hughes like a chick, lifting and tossing him, landing him with a face-plant on the floor.
Loomis Hughes groaned, his previously handsome face twisted and ferocious in embarrassment.
Everyone was startled; no one anticipated Tiana Thorne’s bodyguard would be such a beast.
So ruthless!
Isaac gave him no chance to catch his breath, half-lifted him from the floor, eyes fierce like an eagle, his voice chillingly deliberate, "Which hand touched her?"
Director: "..."
Screenwriter: "..."
Producer: "..."
Tiana Thorne + May Sloane: "..."
So exciting!
What kind of divine bodyguard is this!?
He’s utterly fearless, even though his opponent is also a celebrity.
Loomis Hughes, asked persistently, went blank.
Isaac impatiently waited about three seconds for a reply; hearing none, he tossed him on the floor again, raising his foot to stomp fiercely on Loomis Hughes’ left hand.
"Ah—"
Isaac showed no intention of relenting, pressing down harder, "Was it the right hand?"
Loomis Hughes nearly cried from the pain, panting heavily, "Let go of me."
"Or was it the left hand?"
With that, he moved to stomp his left hand again.
Chaos reigned on site.
The entertainment industry had seen fake scenes turn real before, but most dared not make waves, letting it slide.
This time, however, it blew up spectacularly; no one foresaw such a presence from the bodyguard.
Is this really a bodyguard? More like a father avenging his daughter, punishing a scumbag!
"I’m asking you."
With that, he punched down hard.
Loomis Hughes, though somewhat accomplished, found his reputation dragging through the dirt, opting instead for stubborn silence, refusing to speak.
Soon, Loomis Hughes’ bodyguards rushed in.
Isaac, unfazed, pressed harder, casting a cold glance at the group of bodyguards, "Step closer, and his hand is done."
Four or five people exchanged glances, indeed not daring to advance.
Dalton Grant saw this, furrowed his brows, and approached, "Sir, calm down. This was our oversight; I promise to bring justice for Tiana Thorne." 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶
Isaac looked at him, with no intention of letting up, his eagle-like eyes unyielding, "Indeed, it was your oversight."
Dalton Grant, respected by many, found himself wordless for the first time.
The whole scene: "..."
So arrogant!
Loomis Hughes almost fainted from pain, several times trying to fight back, only to be stomped harder.
Tiana Thorne + May Sloane: "..."
Holy crap...
Handsome!
Dalton Grant arrived before Tiana Thorne, seeing tears in her eyes, her body trembling slightly, visibly terrified, feeling somewhat apologetic.
Sighing, he advised, "Have your man let Loomis Hughes go first, it’s not a good look if this escalates further."
Tiana Thorne looked even more pitiful with her shrug, tears falling, she bit back, "Director Grant, since he dared do this to me, it proves it’s common in the entertainment circle. No matter how you’ll think of me, even if my role is revoked, I’ll sue him into public shame."
Dalton Grant appeared troubled, his brows furrowed.
May Sloane also frowned, "Tiana signed a contract for filming, not for humiliation. This can’t just be let go, there was a director under the bed just now, he definitely heard, I’d appreciate if he testified."
Both, whether as actress or agent, stood united, refusing to yield; this matter clearly couldn’t be swept under the rug.
"Alright, you can trust I’ll handle it."
Perfect~
Tiana Thorne gently instructed, "Isaac, let him go."
Isaac shot him a deep glance, before withdrawing his foot, kicking him aside, returning to stand with Tiana Thorne, high and mighty, as if to say: Whoever tries to settle this privately today will face him.
Loomis Hughes was helped up by bodyguards, unable to speak, almost losing consciousness.
At this moment, his agent Jasper Sinclair rushed over upon hearing the news, seeing Loomis Hughes with a bloodied nose, his face bruised and swollen, angrily demanding, "What happened, what happened, who hit him!?!"
"I did."
Isaac’s eagle eyes blazed with fury; fights like this, he’d never been afraid of since childhood.
Jasper Sinclair saw his vigorous demeanor, fists clenched, dwarfing Loomis Hughes by half a stature, backed off.
His tone softened considerably, "Sir, how did it come to fighting with Loomis?"
"I’m the one who beat him."
He struck Loomis Hughes; engaging in a brawl was a different matter entirely.
Isaac didn’t consider Loomis Hughes worthy as an opponent, simply because he wasn’t.
Such brashness; which bodyguard company could produce such talent?
May Sloane rose to shield her, "Jasper Sinclair, no need to rush; you’ll soon receive a lawsuit for your artist’s attempted rape."
Upon hearing this, Jasper Sinclair’s eyes rolled back, nearly fainting if not for his assistant’s prompt support.
He steadied after a while, smiling civilly, "This was filming; how did it become attempted rape? Miss Thorne, perhaps there’s some misunderstanding between us."
Speaking politely, he worked to exonerate Loomis Hughes in every sentence.
