Maria pushed Warren away with force, startling the onlookers who turned their gazes towards her. “What are you doing?” Warren took a few steps back, furrowing his brow and adjusting his slightly wrinkled sleeve.
“You!” Maria gritted her teeth and glared at Warren. “What do you mean?”
“Huh?” Warren was confused and had no idea what Maria was talking about. He shrugged his shoulders and turned to look at the staff around them. “What’s wrong? Miss Marner, can you be more clear?”
“You just…” Maria was about to say something but noticed the stares from those around them. The words that were on the tip of her tongue got stuck in her throat.
That sentence was probably only heard by herself, and even if she said it now, perhaps no one would believe her.
She lifted her head and met Warren’s mocking gaze. Maria realized that even if she spoke the truth now, this person would probably twist things around.
Thinking of this, Maria clenched her fist, and a smile with a hint of apology appeared on her face. “I’m really sorry; I felt a bit dizzy just now and didn’t stand firm.”
The expressions of the people around varied. Seeing Maria’s pale face, the photographer, realizing that they had been shooting for a long time, instructed everyone to take a break.
Maria felt relieved, but before she could catch her breath, Warren walked away from her, leaving behind a scornful snort.
Biting her lower lip, Maria took a deep breath, forcing the anger in her chest to calm down.
At this moment, the agent approached, whispering to Maria, “What happened?”
Taking the coat handed by the agent and draping it over herself, Maria ultimately chose to shake her head.
The agent, who had intended to ask more questions, was called away by the crew, leaving Maria alone to head to the rest area.
Coincidentally, Maria pushed the door open and saw Warren sitting in the rest area. When he noticed her, a faint smirk appeared on his lips.
Feeling resentful, Maria turned to leave, but she heard Warren’s voice from behind, “Why are you so angry? Pretending to be so high and mighty.”
“Shut your mouth.” Maria couldn’t hold back and turned around to scold Warren.
Seemingly surprised by Maria’s sudden response, Warren’s expression became somewhat subtle. He stood up and walked towards Maria.
“What’s wrong, Miss Marner? Are you afraid I can’t satisfy you? Or do you prefer more people?”
Such words disgusted Maria, her face showing a hint of anger. She raised her hand to slap Warren, but her wrist was grabbed by him.
“Let go of me, disgusting!” Maria struggled in vain, her eyes widening in disbelief.
“You say I’m disgusting?” Warren, as if hearing something amusing, burst into laughter. “You, a whore, still trying to act righteous? It’s truly eye-opening. How much do you charge for a night? Displaying such a show?”
“If you don’t shut up, I’ll call the police!”
Maria’s face turned red with embarrassment at Warren’s insults. Unfortunately, the vast difference in physical strength between men and women meant that no matter how hard she struggled, she couldn’t break free.
“Don’t tell me you’re not interested in me?”
Warren seemed to realize something, a sarcastic smile playing on his lips. “Right, I’m not a movie star, nor am I the rich heir of some big company. I can’t catch your eye, huh? I’m quite curious, though. What charm do you have that makes these two guys spin around you?”
“What do you mean?” Maria’s eyes reddened, a ominous premonition welling up in her heart.
“I’d really like to see for myself, but you do have a great figure.”
With that, Warren exerted force and pressed Maria against the makeup table. His large hand began to slide up her thigh, taking advantage of the short skirt she wore for the shoot.
“Let go of me!”
Maria’s eyes welled with tears as she began to struggle frantically. Dirty memories that she had hidden deep in her mind began to surge like a tidal wave, gradually engulfing Maria’s sanity.
Why did these things always find their way to her? Why did fate treat her like this?
“Your skin is so smooth. You must have put in a lot of effort to seduce those two. I can’t wait to see what tricks you’ve got.”
The more Maria fought desperately, the more excited Warren became. He couldn’t help but smirk.
In truth, Maria’s innocent appearance was not Warren’s type. However, observing her desperate struggle aroused his desire.
But just then, the door of the rest area was kicked open abruptly. Warren was taken aback and was about to turn around when he was hit with a punch to the face.
Osborn’s expression was icy cold. He mercilessly punched Warren several times, then reached out to pull the shaken Maria away.
Warren climbed up from the ground, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked up at Osborn who stood before him.
Seemingly disappointed, he sighed lightly and said, “Here, take her back.”
With that, he raised his foot to leave, even casting a meaningful glance at Maria. Seeing this, Osborn reached out and grabbed Warren’s collar once again.
Warren’s pupils contracted, attempting to struggle, but Osborn’s fist had already descended.
Warren cried out in pain, his expression twisted in agony. “I’ll sue you! How dare you hit me?”
“Who do you think you are? Why wouldn’t I dare hit you?” Osborn smirked, each punch hitting harder, causing Warren to grimace in pain.
“Enough, Osborn! Stop it!” Maria reached out and pulled at Osborn, her voice strained as she forced out these words.
Osborn’s face was cold, turning to look at Maria.
“Don’t make a big deal out of this.” Maria’s heart ached, watching Warren get up from the ground with mixed emotions.
“You wait for me!” Warren covered his face, shouted at Osborn and Maria, then turned and ran out of the dressing room.
“Bastard,” Osborn muttered, watching Warren’s departing figure, his expression still unpleasant.
Maria released her grip on Osborn and turned to sit in a chair.
“Don’t be afraid. Tell me what happened, and I’ll make sure this jerk pays for it.”
Osborn had heard Maria’s call from outside the rest area. He didn’t expect to walk in on such a scene, and anger burned within him.
He looked at Maria, whose eyes were downcast, and his voice softened.
But Maria shook her head and said softly, “Let it go.”
“What?”