Inherit Billions

Chapter 427 Attempted Assault

Seraphina froze for a moment before hanging up the phone and quickly heading to the elevator.

He must have been referring to the floor where the others were staying.

Sure enough.

As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she found the entire hallway crowded with people whispering to each other.

She could even hear a woman crying.

Seraphina was bewildered. What had happened?

Seeing her approach, everyone instinctively made way for her.

Seraphina made her way smoothly to a door, where she found Orion.

Orion hadn't gone in. He stood outside; his expression was stern and an intimidating presence. Other than Ken, no one dared stand close to him.

When he saw her, he raised his eyebrows slightly, gesturing for her to go inside.

Seraphina's heart sinks.

It was like being led into a bottomless pit..

She moved forward and saw Michael and several directors.

Michael's expression was incredibly grim. The directors appeared to be engaging in an awkward conversation.Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

The sound of a woman crying kept coming from the room.

"Ms. Cross, why are you here?"

Michael was the first to stand up, looking surprised.

Seraphina cast an indifferent glance into the room. Just one look made her freeze for a moment.

D*mn it, Henry and Zora?

Zora sat on the bed, her voluptuous, sensual figure wrapped in disheveled pajamas, as if someone had torn them off with force. There were red marks left from struggling, stark against her skin. She sat there, crying uncontrollably and appearing to be completely terrified.

Surprisingly, Henry was also present, sitting on the floor, his appearance disheveled. To be precise, he was only wearing shorts, his upper body bare, his face flushed with both embarrassment and frustration.

The way he was sitting and the mess in the room gave the impression that someone had kicked him off

the bed.

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Michael walked up behind her, patting her shoulder with a sigh.

"You've seen it for yourself. I just asked-apparently Henry made up some excuse to come to Zora's room with the intention of wanting to have a deep conversation with her Zora refused and called for help, and people really did come. Everyone heard it and saw it, and now it's like this." Michael felt like his head was about to explode.

The script for the year's most anticipated variety show was in his hands. He was here to focus on his career!

But trouble just kept piling up. It was so frustrating.

One of the directors sighed and said, "I think one of them will have to go. We can't keep both, or we'll get torn apart when this gets out."

"Right, we can't let this leak!"

"Henry is Michael's guy, someone we're trying to promote. But Zora-if she goes to the police...

It was truly a difficult situation.

The group discussed the pros and cons, clearly outlining the situation.

Who would stay, and who would leave?

Seraphina closed her eyes for a moment, then opened hem and scanned the people in the room. "Put your clothes on. Come out."

Her voice was icy cold. Henry shuddered slightly, not even daring to meet her gaze.

Seraphina glanced toward the door, and someone immediately closed it.

Orion and Ken both came in, intrigued by the decision

Zora pulled on a robe, still sobbing, but she wasn't afraid of the judgmental looks from others.

Her voice was hoarse, filled with grievance.

"Ms. Cross and Michael, you're both present, so I'll be straightforward." How long has Henry been in this industry? He's already bold enough to sexually harass and try to assault a fellow actress." Hearing this, Henry, red-faced with anger, rushed out from inside.

"You were willing! You hinted at it multiple times-didn't you like me? Everyone can vouch for that!"

"Hinted at it?" Zora glared at him, her eyes blazing. "I just wanted to build chemistry with you for the show. Privately, we had no contact whatsoever."

She stepped forward, her rage boiling over, and slapped Henry hard across the face.

Just because I smiled at you, do you consider it an invitation? In broad daylight, you barged into my room and put your hands on me. I told you I didn't want it, but you still tried to force it."

Henry's face turned bright red-his young, handsome features now a mess of emotions, red with shame and fury.

He was breathing heavily, his voice filled with frustration. "You wanted it! You were willing!"