Pierre happened to look in L and Terry''s direction at the same time. The moment he recognized them, he merely raised an eyebrow.


    Terry quickly spoke up. "Since you two know each other, I won''t bother with the introductions. L''s needed elsewhere, so we''ll talkter."


    L nodded at Pierre slightly as a way to greet him. She and Terry barely walked a few steps away before Pierre quickly caught up to them.


    He was d in a tuxedo today, and his hair was carefully styled. While he looked handsome, his featurescked the hardened contours that adult males usually had. However, the gold-rimmed sses perched on his nose bridge made him look more like a proper and well-dressed gentleman.


    "Oh? Are we not supposed to be that close anymore now that Dorian isn''t here?"


    Pierre pushed his sses up his nose bridge while smiling at L. He made it seem like they were close friends from the start.


    "Pierre, I asked L to give me a hand at the event today. You have a job to do as well. Let''s talk after the event is over."


    Terry moved to stand in front of L to stop Pierre from getting any closer to her. He seriously didn''t want them to meet up with each other if not for the fact that he didn''t have any choice.


    "Why are you being so nervous, Terry? I was just saying hi to a familiar face. Besides, didn''t I exin myself back then? I got the wrong person because I was already drunk."


    Pierre raised his hands slightly as if to appease Terry and L. "L, there''s no need to be that vengeful, right? Besides, it''s not like anything happened to you that night."


    It wasn''t like anything had happened to her that night? L''s gaze turned frosty instantly. She tilted her chin to gaze into his eyes, noticing there wasn''t a trace of guilt or anything else.


    If not for the fact that she had seen Pierre''s true colors with her own eyes, she''d have believed his innocent fa?ade.


    Pierre, Terry, and Dorian were good friends. There were times when they''d organize hangouts with each other.


    L had hung out with them asionally in the past, so she was acquainted with them one way or another.


    Dorian had told her before not to get too close to Pierre.


    Honestly speaking, L wouldn''t get too acquainted with Pierre even if Dorian hadn''t said anything. Pierre was a celebrity, after all-even if she didn''t know him well, she still had an inkling about how famous he was.


    Moreover, Pierre and Dorian were about the same age, meaning there was a chance they''d be rival celebrities in pursuit of better resources.


    L''s grudge with Pierre stemmed from one of the gatherings which were meant for close friends only. It was also her third time meeting him.


    At dinner, Pierre kept involving L in all the conversational topics out of "curiosity", or so he imed. After that, they went to another clubhouse.


    She had found the room stuffy, so she went to the balcony located at the end of


    the corridor to get some fresh air. A short whileter, he followed her there.


    The moment he showed up, he closed the balcony doors behind him before caging L from behind.


    Startled, Lifa began struggling


    against Pierre while trying to scream


    for help. Pierre responded by


    grabbing her wrist with one hand


    and covering her mouth with another.


    He whispered into her ear


    maliciously, "Don''t scream. If anyone else sees us like this, you''re the only one lgsing out the most. Name your price, and I''ll definitely pay you the amount you demand."


    However, L wasn''t like the women Pierre had preyed on in the past. She tuned


    out his warning and began struggling against him with her limbs instead.


    Pierre merely sneered before slipping a hand under L''s clothes. He actually nned on viting her on the spot.


    His actions gave L a chance to scream for help.


    Thankfully Dorian still cared about L a great deal back then. When he realized that she never returned to the private room after a long time, he went to look for her.


    When he overheard her screams for help, he rushed toward the balcony right


    away. There, he didn''t hesitate to punch Pierre in the face.


    Terry arrived at the balcony momentster. He quickly took L out of the clubhouse protectively.


    At the end of the day, the Locke family was influential and powerful. An order from them could easily ruin one''s livelihood.


    Dorian wasn''t able to ept any acting gigs for half a year after the incident. Naturally, L had an inkling of what happened behind the scenes.


    At the moment, she merely shot Pierre a chilling smile.


    Had Dorian note to her rescue that night, it''d be difficult for her to leave the balcony unscathed.


    Did Pierre seriously think he could just gloss over his attempt to rape her by iming that he had mistaken her for someone else?