Bring Your A Game, Mr novel Chapter 674

Chapter 674 Choose One Option

Craig timidly walked up to Jack and greeted him politely, “Hello, senior.”

“Hold it,” Jack interrupted, holding up a finger. “The difference in our profession makes us worlds apart. You can’t address me as your senior.”

“What are you saying, Mr. Jack? Both of us are making a living in the entertainment industry, and you’re a leader in the business for winning the best male actor award. So, I should call you my senior.” Craig bowed and spoke in a moderate voice.

“Huh?” Jack’s dark eyes were solemn and unreadable as he fixed them on him. “I thought that being a trainee in a talent agency is your side hustle and making women happy is what you’re best at, right?”

For any man, it was a humiliation to be a gigolo, let alone being mentioned openly.

In an instant, Craig’s expression turned ugly, and his tone became distant as well. “Jack Griffith, what do you mean? What does it have to do with you whether I make women happy or not? Oh, are you jealous that I snagged away your business?”

His words made Jack’s face distort into a nasty expression, and the atmosphere between them was unpleasant as they both confronted each other without a hint of backing down from the other.

After a long moment of silence, Jack sprang to his feet suddenly and grabbed Craig by his throat. In a menacing voice, he said, “Do you think all men are jerks like you?’

Craig tried to pry his hand away, but Jack was too strong for him, and he could do nothing to him at all. Soon, his face started to turn blue from suffocation.

When he saw Jack’s nonchalant expression, Craig had a sudden vicious thought, and he raised his leg to aim a kick at Jack’s lower region.

However, Jack had his guard up against him and swiftly kicked his leg away. Then, he released his grip, lifted his leg, and kicked Craig to the floor.

Craig fell to the ground with a loud thud and felt dizzy from the fall, and half of his body felt pain and numbness simultaneously.

He felt humiliated as he punched the floor and glared at Jack with a tightened jaw. “So what if you won the best actor award? Can you step all over others just because of that? F*ck you!”

When he regained his senses, he scrambled up and lunged at Jack, but Ronald clasped him from behind before he even got close to him.

Tall and well-built, Ronald was built for brute force, and he was usually Jack’s manager and bodyguard. In contrast, Craig was slender and weak. Thus, they were not even in the same league. So, all Craig could do was only swing his limbs around as he shouted.

“F*ck off with your best actor award! You’re nothing but a scum who likes to walk all over others! Just you wait! I’ll get the company to sue you until your reputation is in pieces!”

Jack flicked a piece of lint off his jacket gracefully and said, “Go ahead and give all you’ve got. I’ll be waiting for you.”

“Argh!” He yelled furiously, “Come fight me one-on-one if you have the balls for it!”

A mirthless grin appeared on Jack’s face as he agreed to Craig’s suggestion. “Sure! Ronald, release him.”

“Alrighty!” Ronald let go immediately and retreated next to the door to prevent someone from dashing in to snap pictures or videos.

However, when Craig was free from being restrained, he didn’t attack and merely let out a snort. Then, after he straightened his clothes, he glared ferociously at Jack as though he would lose his temper at a moment’s notice.

Even though he looked fierce, he wasn’t threatening at all.

“I don’t remember stepping on your toes before,” he began, disgruntled. “Why are you doing this to me?”

“That’s a good question.” Jack returned to his seat, crossed his legs, and rested one hand on his knees while another was naturally spread out on the armrest. Then, he idly drummed his fingers against the couch and said, “One thing. Leave Winona, but don’t break her heart. Think of the excuse yourself. All I want is the result.”