The man had tried to pour sulfuric acid on Brielle.

Brielle cowered behind her assistant, trembling in fear. She stared at the screaming woman in horror, imagining what would have happened if the acid had been splashed on her face instead.

When the man realized Brielle had managed to dodge his attack, he became furious. He ran at Brielle with his fist raised, intending to pounce on her.

Brielle froze in terror like a deer caught in headlights.

Fortunately, the security guards ran up to the stage in time and managed to stop and apprehend him in time.

But the man didn't want to give up. He struggled furiously against the guards and cursed at Brielle, “You're the one who ruined my life! You bitch, you'll die with me today!"

Brielle screamed in panic, quickly distancing herself away from him.

"You're crazy! I don't even know who you are! Guards! Guards, take this psycho away!"

The guards grabbed onto the man and restrained him. As the man struggled, his mask loosened from his face.

Although only half of his face was exposed, Ariana managed to recognize who he was. It was Lynch.

The reporters seemed to realize this, too, and began to fervently snap pictures of him. The noise echoed through the hall and there were so many flashing lights that it became difficult to see.

The whole hall was plunged into chaos.

People heard the commotion and began storming in to see what was happening, and Ariana was being pushed and shoved by the crowd.

The person in front of her was almost knocked over. Ariana quickly caught her and held her up, warning, "Be careful. Don't fall."

Unexpectedly, Lynch, who was being forced from the stage by the security guards, heard Ariana's voice and stiffened.

Suddenly, Lynch's head snapped in her direction. He instantly recognized her face, and his eyes widened. He became ferocious and screamed at her, "It was you! You're the woman from that night!"

Ariana was shocked for a moment. Then she quickly lowered her head and avoided his gaze. She turned around hastily and tried to hide amongst the crowd.

“Damn it! You bitch! How dare you lie to me! I'll make you pay! I'll kill you!" Despite his cruses, Lynch's roar was filled with anguish and desperation.

Ariana's breath hitched in her throat. His shouts frightened her. Fortunately, the guards forced him away and pulled him out of the hall. His roars soon faded, and the noises of the crowd took over. Everyone went on and assumed Lynch was out of his mind.

Soon, sirens sounded outside, and the ambulance arrived. The injured assistant was carried away on a stretcher, and the reporters and stars gradually left.