George's bodyguards came over with several small envelopes. Dean took the envelopes and placed them in front of the paparazzi, based on the numbers marked on each envelope.
As the paparazzi looked at one another, Dean finished distributing the envelopes.
"Well, I'm buying your photos to prevent you from selling them to some magazine. These envelopes contain the money according to the number of photos on your cameras. You won't get more selling them elsewhere."
Then, Dean ordered the bodyguards to untie the paparazzi.
Watching the paparazzi check the money in the envelopes, their faces filled with excitement and joy, Dean squinted his eyes, and with a dangerous smile, warned them again.
"So, I hope you can forget what happened here today after receiving this money, otherwise..."
Dean didn't finish his words, but everyone present understood the implied threat and felt chills down their spine.
Cold sweat seeped from their foreheads as a heavy weight of tension filled the air.
