Spoiled By My Bossy CEO Husband novel Chapter 557

"You're a celebrity. How can you beat someone?"

"I've already recorded it for you. When the time comes, let everyone see your face!"

Seeing that their friend had been beaten, the other sasaeng fans couldn't help but step forward with their phones in their hands.

Hearing her friend's words, the leader, who had been beaten, immediately became more confident.

"Lottie, I knew you weren't a good person! You could even beat your own fans, and we've seen you beat people before. Do you have a violent tendency? You used to bully your classmates when you were in school, didn't you?"

Hearing this, Lottie was so angry that she laughed.

This group of people even tried to frame her. They would not give up until they saw the coffin.

She was about to attack again when Zack and Alfred stopped her.

"Let me go!"

"Calm down!" Alfred scolded, "Someone is taking videos!"

They stopped at a crossroad, where pedestrians came and went, because the noise here was relatively big. Now many passers-by had gathered together, and many people who were watching the fun were holding their mobile phones and recording.

After thinking about it, they knew that the news of Lottie beating someone would soon be spread.

"Just do it! What am I afraid of? She scolded me first!"

"What sentence? Aren't you a star? Shouldn't we scold you for doing such a disgusting thing?"

Seeing that Lottie had been pulled back by Alfred, the leader of the group let out a cold laugh. She raised her hand, wanting to slap her back.

Lottie's hands were grabbed and she had no way to fight back.

Just as the slap was about to fall, Alfred stepped forward and was slapped in the face.

"Pa!"

It was extremely loud, which was enough to prove how much strength she used.

Alfred turned his head and his face was slightly swollen.

The door was opened, and Connie rushed down with Alfred's coat. She first looked at Alfred's face.

"Are you alright?"

Connie looked anxious, and her clear eyes were full of worry.

Alfred wanted to say that he was fine, but when he saw her concerned eyes, he nodded.

"It hurts," he said expressionlessly.

Connie was angry when she heard that.

Before Alfred became her limited boyfriend, he was still her life-bonded idol that she had liked for many years.

Her idol had been bullied in front of her. As a die-hard fan, how could she bear it?

Regardless of how embarrassed she was now, Connie turned around and pushed the female fan who had beaten Alfred hard to the ground.

She was caught off guard and was pushed to the ground.

Her back was about to crack.

"Who are you? How dare you push me?"

"I'm your father!"

Connie glared at the female fan and said, "Do you know who you just beat? He is Alfred! He is the international movie king! He is the ceiling of domestic entertainment circle! You dare to beat him. Do you want to die?"

Connie took out her mobile phone from her pocket, hung up the continuous calls, and took a video of the fans on the ground and the fans next to her.

"You've been following the stars day after day. Can't you shoot enough? Do you lack love or flow?"

"You want to be popular? I'll let you on the hot search today!"