Chapter 114

Christopher Lowell's face darkened instantly. "Sophia Laurent, how dare you speak to me like that?"

Sophia gazed at the arrogant young man before her, a flicker of heartache flashing in her eyes.

Her once humble and polite younger brother had been completely transformed by the vanity of the entertainment industry.

With the Lowell family's backing, striking looks, and several hit dramas under his belt, Christopher had skyrocketed to fame as a top-tier celebrity.

The sudden influx of wealth and recognition had gradually led him astray.

Now he looked down on everyone, acting as if the world revolved around him.

Sophia's lips curved into a meaningful smile.

"Not only will I reprimand you, but I'll also make you pay for what you've done today."

Christopher burst into exaggerated laughter as if hearing the most ridiculous joke.

"Hahaha, am I hearing this right?"

"You? Sophia Laurent? What could you possibly do to me?"

He arrogantly grabbed a teacup from the table and smashed it on the floor right in front of her.

The sharp sound of shattering porcelain echoed through the office.

"Go ahead. Let's see how you'll—"

Sophia calmly instructed the receptionist, "Call the police. Someone is intentionally damaging company property."

Then she ordered the approaching security guards, "Block all exits. Don't let anyone leave."

Christopher always traveled with an entourage—assistants, makeup artists, and four bodyguards.

This was why he dared to act so recklessly.

With wealth, influence, millions of fans, and bodyguards by his side, he believed he could buy his way out of any trouble.

Over time, he grew increasingly insolent.

The bodyguards immediately formed a protective circle around Christopher, facing off against the security team.

"Sophia Laurent, have you lost your mind?"

Christopher doubled over with laughter. "You're calling the police over a few cheap cups?"

He gave Sophia a disdainful once-over.

"What can the police even do?"

"You might end up worse off than you started..."

Sophia ignored his taunts.

Pearl Group's security team was well-trained, swiftly blocking all possible exits.

Ten minutes later, police sirens grew louder.

"Who reported the incident?"

Sophia pointed at Christopher. "Officer, this man intentionally destroyed company property."

The scene was chaotic—shattered vases, teacups, and scattered documents littered the floor.

The officer turned to Christopher. "Did you cause this damage?"

Christopher shoved his hands in his pockets, sneering. His assistant smoothly stepped forward to mediate.

"Officer, this is just a misunderstanding. We're willing to compensate for the damages."

The officer looked at Sophia. "They've offered compensation. Would you—"

Sophia shook her head. "I refuse compensation. He acted deliberately and has broken the law."

She cast a cold glance at Christopher.

"According to public security regulations, intentional destruction of property warrants legal consequences."

The officer nodded in understanding and approached Christopher.

"Sir, please come with us."

"What?" Christopher's face paled. "Do you know who I am?"

"The law applies equally to everyone."