Meanwhile, Nicole rose from her VIP seat, giving a few swift commands to the bodyguards. In the next moment, her team stepped forward, forming a tight line and gently pushing the angry crowd back, keeping them at a distance of five meters from the stage. Then she stepped forward and shielded Charles, escorting him backstage.
I stormed forward, pushing aside the backstage curtain.
"Charles!" I yelled.
Without a word, I lunged at him for the brooch he stole from me, but a hand seized mine.
"Let me go!" I struggled, frantic to reach Charles.
Nicole’s voice rang out. “Have you lost your mind? Charles didn’t even care that you stole his identity, and yet you keep targeting him! He didn’t ask for anything valuable from you. He just wanted a simple apology and a broken brooch! For you, it’s just a meaningless concert, but for him, it’s a dream! Can’t you show a little heart?"
Ignoring her, I retorted, “Get out of my way!”
I shoved her, pushing her back without thinking.
She stumbled backwards, just managing to catch herself.
"Nicole!" Charles shouted as he lunged forward to catch her.
She stared at me in disbelief. "You... pushed me?"