104 War (2/2)

”Dom,” she called in a voice so gentle, it sounded like crystal bells.

The poor security officer shivered in fright. To his ears, her words sounded like the call of death.

”Yes, boss!” Dom immediately stopped cheering and jogged to her. ”What is it, boss? Tell me!”

”Would you kindly pick up my shoe down the stage and bring it back to me?”

”Eh? Oh okay, boss. Right away, boss!” He followed her instruction and returned a few seconds later, kneeling in front of her like a knight to help her wear her high-heeled shoe.

”Thank you, Dom.”

”My pleasure, boss. Ehehe.”

She removed her hand from the officer's hold. ”Thank you.”

The man shook his head, his heart racing, feeling as if a deadly monster just transformed into a beautiful goddess. He was still frightened but at the same time, he couldn't stop staring like an idiot at her beauty. His mind was so muddled that he had no idea how to respond to her thanks.

Remembering Dom kneeling in front of the monster goddess just a few seconds ago, he also kneeled in front of her without thinking. However, he looked more like a sacrificial maiden offering himself to the devil than a knight paying respects to his queen.

Iris was taken aback by the man's sudden action. What a weirdo. She blinked a couple of times, then pretended that she didn't see anything.

”Elder Sister Yiyi, please call the police and some ambulances. We have quite a few people injured. Those three also need immediate medical attention. They're still unconscious. I didn't hold back much when I beat them up.”

It took a few seconds before Tang Yiyi regained her senses. When Iris' words finally registered, she nodded her head and immediately started calling on her phone.

”Dom, call my lawyer.”

”Yes, yes. On it, boss!” Dom made a phone call as well.

The representatives from JJ's record label and Bright Summit headed to her. They asked worriedly if she was okay. Both of them already concluded that the launch party was a total disaster, a failure.

However, Iris thought otherwise. ”Please have someone clean up the stage.” Then she turned to the emcee and the musicians. ”Hurry up and change into clean clothes. We still have a show to perform. Let's not keep our audience waiting any longer.”

”Wait, what? You're still performing?” The representative from JJ's record label couldn't believe her.

”Of course,” she replied with a matter-of-fact tone. ”The show must go on.”