The young girl's outburst caught the attention of the fans around her. Everyone turned to look at her.
In the sketchbook, every page was filled with Efrian's portrait. Every single image was sketched with a pencil painstakingly and the details were astounding. It was obvious that she put a lot of effort into the sketches.
Immediately, all the fans stopped squeezing their way through and cheered for the young girl.
"Efrian, accept her gift!"
"It's so beautiful. If I were as capable, I would draw for Efrian too."
"Efrian, we love you."
Without anyone pushing the young girl, she immediately made her way to the front. She blushed and walked up to Efrian excitedly. She was hoping to hand over the sketchbook to him personally.
However, Efrian just gave the sketchbook a brief glance before he turned his back to her. He uttered icily to the staff, "There's not much time left. Move
on to the next session."
Efrian's cold attitude shocked the young girl. She stood rooted to the spot as she held up her sketchbook. She stared at Efrian in disbelief.
She snapped back to her senses. She thought that Efrian must not have heard her over the noisy crowd. Therefore, she shouted at the top of her lungs, "Efrian, I sketched these drawings for you. Please accept it. I hope you like it."
Many other fans also shouted on behalf of the young girl, imploring Efrian to accept the sketches.
However, Efrian had no intention of doing so. He waved his hand impatiently and instructed his bodyguards, "Stop them. Don't let them get near me."
Immediately, several bodyguards rushed forth to hold the fans back.
The young girl did not expect that all her efforts would go down the drain. Tears welled up in her eyes and she stared at Efrian, who was on the stage. She shouted in a choked voice, "Efrian, I... I just wanted to give you a gift. I..."
Before she could finish, the bodyguards pushed roughly and she fell on the ground.
Her sketchbook dropped to the ground. Amidst the chaos, the bodyguards crushed the sketchbook under their feet.
"No, my sketches!" The young girl rushed to retrieve her sketchbook. However, she was overwhelmed by the bodyguards. They shoved her away and her hands and knees began to bleed.
Immediately, everything went out of control.
"Someone fell down. Stop pushing!"
"Quick, she's bleeding. Help her up quickly."
"Are you out of your mind? Didn't you see the little girl who fell down? Why are you still pushing!"
In the chaos, Fade squeezed to the young girl and helped her up. He asked, "Are you okay?"
The young girl wiped the bloodstains off her hands and frowned at Efrian. She shook her head tearfully and replied, "I... I'm fine. It's just..."
She trailed off and stared at her torn sketchbook on the floor. She could no longer hold back and burst into tears.
Meanwhile, Efrian had no intentions of stopping the bodyguards. He waved his hand and instructed the bodyguards to continue pushing the fans.
Fade was furious. He knocked two bodyguards out of the way and yelled coldly, "Didn't you see that someone fell down? Why are you still pushing? Are you out of your mind?" "Also, Efrian, she put in a lot of effort into her artworks. It's fine if you don't accept it but why did you ask your bodyguards to shove the fans? What are you even thinking?"
A lot of fans chorused with Fade and shouted angrily at Efrain.
"Efrian, you've gone too far!"
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