Sometimes friends proved to be more reliable than boyfriends!

As night fell, neon Lights illuminated the streets

Donning sunglasses, Valeria stepped out of the car, attempting to remain incognito.

Being a star, she was always wary of being spotted by paparazzi, so she hurried along.

At the same time, Hutton exited a taxi and briskly walked to the entrance of Royarid Club.

Several steps Led up to the entrance of the club.

As Valeria ascended the steps in high heels, she lost her balance due to the sunglasses obscuring her vision and stumbled to one side.

She screamed, instinctively reaching out for support.

“Watch out!"

Hutton, who had just arrived, rushed to her aid.

Valeria grasped his arm, feeling a sharp pain in her chest.

Glancing down, she found Hutton's hand on her chest.

Valeria's expression hardened. She shoved him away and slapped him across the face.

“You pervert!"

Hutton was dumbfounded.

He had only offered assistance, but now found himself being slapped and insulted!

“Why did you hit me? Have you lost your mind?" Hutton demanded, glaring at Valeria.

Valeria straightened her clothing, retorting, “You violated me. How dare you act so arrogantly?"

"I violated you? I was helping you, alright? Perhaps I should have just let you fall!" Hutton spat out angrily.

Valeria's expression darkened, “Enough of your excuses! Look at the distance between us. You could have easily just grabbed my arm. Why did your hand end up on my chest?"

Hutton was at a loss for words.

Taking a deep breath, he mumbled about his unfortunate Luck.