Andrew immediately struck out, delivering two sharp slaps. He snapped, "You brain-dead moron, I don't care who you are! Royal Entertainment is just a second-rate entertainment company anyway!"

He added, "And you? Even your father wouldn't have the right to run his mouth before me."

Andrew was too lazy to waste words. When it was time to take action, he absolutely would not waste time talking.

Dealing with the Ackermann brothers to Liliana, and now this clown Trent, he had come to realize that these spoiled heirs of Blumedale's elite had one thing in common—they lived in fantasy, completely detached from reality.

If this had happened when Andrew was still keeping a low profile in Blumedale, Trent's behavior might have made sense. However, he was now the chairman of the Gabo Creek Chamber of Commerce and the champion of the Grand Medical Summit.

With so many crowns on his head, there were still people who dared to swagger in front of him and act like he did not exist.

Andrew