Chapter 444: Chapter 444: I Am the Backer!
"July, we’re actually two of a kind, so neither of us should mock the other."
Lynn Sawyer chuckled.
Although she was pimping for July Quinn, which wasn’t very respectable, July had shown up now, proving she wanted to sacrifice for endless glamour too. So neither was nobler than the other.
As for when Kyle Keaton was seen at the entertainment venue last time, though he acknowledged July Quinn’s identity, in Lynn’s eyes, which successful man would truly settle down for a woman?
July Quinn hadn’t made any sensational headlines lately, which to Lynn Sawyer meant she and Kyle Keaton had fallen out.
Now July Quinn was stuck in a career bottleneck, unable to break through on her own, which was why she came back home after Lynn introduced her to Mr. Tate.
So, Lynn Sawyer completely ignored July Quinn’s disdain and continued to persuade her.
"You’ve been in this circle longer than I have. I’m sure you understand the importance of having more people and more pathways."
"Stick with Mr. Tate, and he’ll be your biggest support in the future."
Her words were endorsed by Timothy Tate.
Right then, Timothy Tate walked forward holding a wine glass: "Yes, Lynn is absolutely right. Drink this glass, and then come with me, and I’ll be your biggest support."
While saying this, Timothy Tate pushed the wine glass up to July Quinn’s lips.
Looking at July Quinn up close, Timothy Tate’s heart raced even more.
She wasn’t even wearing makeup, yet July Quinn’s small face showed no pores.
And with that full bust and long legs...
July Quinn turned and saw Timothy Tate’s lecherous expression, immediately knocking the drink he offered away.
"I don’t need these, because I am the support myself."
Those last four words, July Quinn enunciated clearly, with perfect diction.
But having the drink knocked over, Timothy Tate felt slapped in the face and immediately roared: "You’re the support? If you had the ability, why are you still trying to make it in the entertainment circle?"
Indeed, Timothy Tate looked down on everyone trying to make it in the entertainment industry, because combined, their family fortunes weren’t even comparable to his alone. Otherwise, how could he control their resources and fates?
"To be honest, today, whether you want to or not, you have to come with me!"
Timothy Tate gave Lynn Sawyer a look.
Lynn quickly exited, thoughtfully closing the private room door for them.
"Be obedient, and I’ll treat you well. But if you’re not, don’t blame me..."
With the door shut, Timothy Tate lecherously lunged at July Quinn.
Yet, before he could touch July Quinn, he received a slap across the face.
"You dare hit me?"
With not an ounce of gain and having been slapped, Timothy Tate looked utterly incredulous.
"I’m not just going to hit you; I’m going to throw you out."
July Quinn said, while taking out her phone.
To Timothy Tate, she appeared to be playing with her phone.
"A young girl talking so wildly, sooner or later someone will handle you. And I am the one sent by heaven to handle you."
Timothy Tate spat the harsh words, attempting once more to lunge at July Quinn.
Being slapped by a powerless and unimportant female star was unacceptable to his male pride.
So today, he not only wanted to have his way with July Quinn, but he wanted to crush her spirit completely.
But this time, before he could get close to July Quinn again, her foot landed squarely on his groin...
Timothy Tate doubled over in pain, clutching his legs and kneeling on the ground.
But at that moment, surprised shouts came from outside the door.
"What are you all doing?"
"Mr. Tate is inside negotiating business; you can’t go in."
Lynn Sawyer jumped around for a moment, but soon enough, the door was pushed open by several servers.
"Mr. Tate, I couldn’t stop them, I..."
Lynn Sawyer worried that Mr. Tate would blame her, so she came into the private room attempting to explain something.
Only to see Timothy Tate clutching his groin, kneeling and sweating profusely.