Bella glared at Cameron’s hypocritical face with hatred. She was just about to speak when Asher’s gentle palm landed on her shoulder, and his deep voice rang from above her head.
“Uncle Cameron, Dad asked you to go in.”
Justin was surprised, and Bella raised her eyebrow suddenly, looking at Asher in shock.
Cameron smirked smugly.
He had just lifted his leg to walk in when he suddenly tripped and stumbled forward.
“Ah!”
Soon after, Cameron fell heavily with a loud thud and sprawled on the floor like a toad.
“Pfft…” Some of the directors that came with Cameron could not hold back their laughter.
Leaning against the wall casually, Drew acted as if he had nothing to do with it, slowly retracting the leg he had stretched across the doorway.
Cameron was no longer young. He felt as if his kneecaps had cracked open after this fall.
He struggled to get up, turning around to glare viciously at Drew’s indifferent face.
“You…!”
Drew yawned lazily. “Uncle Cameron, you’re not young anymore. Please watch where you’re going. My leg’s been there for half an hour. Why did you still trip over it?”
Cameron panted heavily, his lungs about to explode in anger.
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