Alessia flinched in his arm, getting more agitated. That seemed to hold him up for a bit because he was ready to fire at anyone and everyone within a 2cm perimeter.
Xavier's bodyguards finally came onto the scene, and it soon became chaotic.
Xavier successfully pulled her inside. Alessia released herself from him and walked to the kitchen. She poured herself a cup of water, her hands shaking as she drank it.
Xavier was just as bothered as she was. He had tried to take down the overflowing articles, but even more, kept coming in, each comment sharper and meaner than the one before it.
There was only one entity who could beat him in media manipulation: the Monteros.
He clenched his fist in regret. If only he had pursued the attack matter, this wouldn't have happened to his dear Alessia.
