I shoved food into my mouth while watching the bodyguards.
"Move aside for Miss, she needs photos! Quit talking and get out of the way!" the bodyguard snapped.
Mabel Sean smirked. "What kind of Miss acts so high and mighty, needing people to clear space for photos? Who gave you that kind of power?"
The bodyguard was about to blow up when a guy in a white suit walked over.
He waved his hand with a slight smile. "Let's stay polite to avoid trouble."
"Got it, Rowan," the bodyguard nodded fast.
The man called Rowan stepped up to Mabel Sean, pulled out a thick roll of cash, and said coolly, "You want money, right? Here's 10,000. Enough?"
Rowan tossed the money on the ground and waved his hand.
Watching Rowan's attitude, Mabel Sean and I couldn't help but laugh.
"I'll give you 20,000 to go eat shit in the bathroom. How's that sound?" I said, unable to hold back.
"Ugh, I'm eating! Can you not mention gross stuff?" Mabel Sean shot me a look.
