Chapter 387

None of them could see exactly how Cyrus attacked the guard. His expression could only be described as furious. If it wasn't for the nurse at the front desk who ran to ask him for help, then the bodyguard's punch would probably have sent Cecilia to the hospital. That specific bodyguard was more than six feet tall and covered in muscles. He used to be a professional boxer. Clara froze the moment her bodyguard fell to the ground. She hurriedly scurried back. Cyrus silently smacked her in the face, sending her falling to the ground. The whole process passed in the blink of an eye. The smack was enough to send spots flying in front of her eyes as she yelled in pain. She heard a loud ringing in her ears. How could a celebrity like her get beaten by a mere commoner? "How dare you hit me?" She cradled her face and tried to climb to her feet, but Cyrus stomped on her and kept her on the ground. He yelled, "How dare a sorry bitch like you come and cause a fuss? How dare you beat up m