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The dressing room wasn't very spacious and many staff and talent agents would always be passing through. I recalled seeing a talent agent flinching at Sae-Ri’s scream before entering the dressing room. It seemed like that guy had run off to bring the staff over.
‘Get a hold of yourself, Jung Yoon-Ho.’
I calmed my wildly beating heart and set my priorities.
First of all, first aid was needed for Lee Ju-Yung. I wrapped a handkerchief around Lee Ju-Yung's hand to stop the bleeding. Then I quickly pulled out my phone.
Just as I was about to record the scene for evidence, Ma Dong-Pal grabbed my wrist.
"What are you doing right now?"
Despite Ma Dong-Pal's low and threatening voice, I responded without any hesitation. "Do you think I'm going to let this go after what happened? Let go of my wrist."
Ma Dong-Pal seemed to think I would call the police and his expression turned fierce.
"Put your phone away while I'm still asking nicely."
But I firmly responded without blinking my eyes, "Can’t you see our talent agent is bleeding? You said you’re asking nicely, but it seems like the boundary has already been crossed."
I showed a much firmer demeanor than usual because Lee Ju-Yung was injured. If I backed down now, Petite More might cause harm...
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