These fans of Dean must have waited for her to leave the hospital and followed her all the
way to teach her a lesson. Sage felt a migraine coming up as she looked at the eggs and tomatoes on
top of her car.
Not only did they scold her over the internet, they had to do this too. Were they not afraid of being
caught by the cops?
They should have waited it out a for few more days. Things will take a huge turn by then. They could
not wait to seek justice on behalf of their Dean.
Sage did let the news out herself. Hunter pursed his lips and his head still ached from bumping on the
glass, he said, “Miss Sage, why do I feel like somehow we did this to ourselves?” Sage moved her lips,
“Shut up!”
She turned to the driver and said, “Can we drive out of here?” The driver nearly hit someone as they
came out of nowhere. He barely calmed down, “They’re too close to the car, it’s too dangerous to drive
out now. We’ll get into trouble if we hit them.”
The driver honked a few times but the crowd was not willing to leave. It was chaotic and the
protestors were agitated.
One of them was an old lady with a head full of white hair. The driver thought to himself,’ Why is she
even here?’ Sage’s bodyguards are in the car behind, they squeezed themselves into the crowd and
tried to protect Sage from them, but Dean’s fans fought harder, “Go away, you capitalist evil woman!”
“You think you can manipulate others with your money, go to hell with your money! Who do you think
you are to change Dean’s role as you like?”
One of the women was enraged as she threw fresh eggs at them.
Hunter could not stand it anymore and he pulled down the window, “Missus, I say, why are you wasting
all these eggs? You should be at home making omelets.”
The woman glared with her wide eyes and continued throwing eggs at him. “Mind your own business!”
Hunter almost got hit by the egg, he hurriedly closed up the window.
That was the first time the driver experienced bullying. He asked in a trembling voice, “Miss Norah,
should we just… call the cops?” Hunter hesitantly held onto his phone, “these are Dean’s fans, will it be
affecting him if we call the cops on his fans?”
“Miss Sage, just call the cops,” Jim said before Sage could reply.
He had a calm expression and his voice turned cold, “This is insane. They’re my brother’s fans, but
they’ve gone way too far. They have no right to do this to you! If my brother knew, he’ll be unhappy and
feel guilty about it.”
The fans got out of control, there were many bypassers taking photos too. They started throwing
stones at the car and someone will be hurt if this persisted. Jim pursed his lips and got down the car.
“Jim!” Sage pulled him in time and asked as she frowned, “what are you trying to do?” “It’s fine, Miss
Sage.”
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