CHAPTER 443: CHAPTER 443 PROTECTING FANS

"Well... back then, the news about your marriage had already come out!" The reporter stretched his neck, blushing as he defended himself.

"Oh?" Aurelia Shaw’s lips curled up, "So, you mean it wasn’t me hyping it up myself?"

"This, this..." The reporter was at a loss for words, his face flushed as red as a liver.

"With us, the Knights’ Order, around, you dare not slander our Queen!" A clear and sharp voice rang out. The source was a group of girls who were fans visiting the set where Aurelia was filming. Seeing so many reporters deliberately making things difficult for their Queen, they couldn’t stand it anymore.

"Uncle, mind telling us who paid you to intentionally trouble our Queen? How about I pay you double?" Emma Clarke smiled charmingly, but her gaze was sharp, her demeanor quite arrogant, reminiscent of a youthful version of Aurelia Shaw.

No wonder she’s a fan of the Queen; even the fans exhibit that queenly demeanor.

The girls behind her also stood with hands on their hips, protecting Aurelia Shaw, giving off an aura that said no one could bully their Queen while they were around.

The male reporter twitched his mouth, waving them off, "Shoo, shoo, are you adults yet? Instead of studying in school, you’re out here chasing celebrities."

"Uncle, today is the weekend, no school," Emma Clarke sneered, "Are adults now not only lacking professional ethics, but also unaware of the days of the week? Calling us poor students, are you any better? Hah, taking money from others to deliberately smear our Queen. The Knights’ Order will never let you bully our Queen!"

Emma Clarke puffed out her chest, clearly a leader at school, a little overlord. The girls behind her did the same, staring at them fiercely.

Even though the staff tried to hold them back, the enthusiastic reporters in front of these little girls actually backed off.

An adult could not act on it, but these little girls... wouldn’t it be said they were bullying people if word got out?

The named reporter became furious, raising his hand as if to slap someone, "Kids shouldn’t meddle in adult affairs!"

His hand raised, Emma Clarke shut her eyes in fear. Though fearless at school, when facing a burly adult male, she wasn’t a match and felt scared, forgetting to struggle, standing stiffly with eyes shut, waiting for a painful slap on her face.

However.

After a long time, the expected slap did not fall.

Feeling strange, Emma Clarke opened her eyes, a flash of admiration in her eye. A graceful silhouette stood in front of her, the side profile cold and noble, with faintly upturned phoenix eyes. The pretty fingers gripped the man’s arm, her gaze dangerously narrowed.

"I’ve tolerated you targeting me, but you want to bully my fans in front of me? Over my dead body!" Aurelia Shaw said sternly, forcefully throwing his hand aside, "Before you question me, let me question you first. A man laying hands on a girl— is it because you’ve caused too much harm with the pen in your hand, that you’re so insolent now even in reality?"

Aurelia Shaw took out her phone, dialing a number, her red lips pressed coldly, "Hello, I want to report a crime. There is someone here intentionally assaulting a minor."

The reporter’s eyes widened, unable to believe what he had just heard. Aurelia Shaw... she actually called the police!

Which celebrity would call the police to arrest a journalist?

Oh no, that’s not right. Her reason for reporting wasn’t the interview; it was because he had just attempted to assault a minor.

Still, this isn’t right! What celebrity isn’t afraid of offending journalists!