Justin hopped out of the car first, then strutted over to Agnes, swinging the car door open for her like a real gentleman, and took her hand to help her out.
The car zoomed off, and Justin led Agnes by the hand onto the red carpet.
Agnes was decked out in a gold, off-the-shoulder mermaid dress. She's got the height and the dress just accentuated her killer figure.
Reporters and fans swarmed all around.
People were hollering, "Justin, Justin, I love you!" The noise was earth-shattering.
Justin was used to all the hoopla. He flashed his charming smile in different directions, waving like a gentleman and sending the crowd into a frenzy.
To make the most out of the photo ops, the event organizers had stressed that the stars should take their sweet time on the red carpet.
So, Agnes and Justin took a leisurely ten-minute stroll, and they were only halfway down the red carpet.
Suddenly, there was a ruckus behind Justin, and even the media turned in unison.
Justin didn't look back, he just coolly said, "Looks like your arch-nemesis has arrived."
Agnes was still trying to figure out who Justin was talking about. She followed the crowd's gaze and saw Mamie stepping out of a Bugatti Veyron.
But soon, Agnes's ever-present smile began to fade.
Justin glanced in that direction and sensed trouble.
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