Chapter 153 Male Prostitutes
Steven looked at the foul-mouthed Barry, feeling a bit sorry for him.
Barry was actually fantasizing that someone would come to save him.
He probably thought the snowstorm would pass quickly, and then he could go back to being a star and continue looking down on ordinary people!
It was true that the higher one's status, the more they feared doomsday because all their wealth, status, and social connections would vanish.
"Let's go!" Steven didn't want to waste time with Barry, so he called Frank to leave.
But Barry wasn't happy about it.
"Where did you guys come from? Do you have food over there? We're pretty far from the supermarkets and malls that the commoners use."
"We used to get our food flown in from abroad. Now, it's too cold, and the planes aren't flying. Fuck, those useless people took my money but didn't do their job. When the snowstorm is over, I'm going to take them to court!"
"You have food, right? Sell me some, and I'll pay ten times the market price!"
Barry had an air of entitlement.
Maybe he was used to being high and mighty, and he hadn't changed.
Steven sighed. "I originally had things to do and didn't want to bother with you."
"But your mouth is just asking for a beating!" After saying that, Steven swung his hand and slapped Barry across the face.
Barry's face twisted, and blood and a few teeth flew out.
Then he fell into the snow.
Barry clutched his face, looking at Steven in shock, and pointed at him with a trembling finger, "You... you dare hit me! Do you know who I am? I'm Barry. You bastard, are you looking to die?"
Steven was really angry now. He rushed over and started kicking Barry in the face!
The heavy snow boots left no mercy on Barry's face.
"You idiot, do you really think you're something special? Acting all high and mighty in front of me? I'll knock you out!" he shouted.
Frank also joined in, kicking several times.
Barry was beaten to tears. At first, he was still defiant, but soon he was crying and begging Steven for mercy.
"Stop. Stop it!" As Steven was getting into it, someone else came out of the villa, telling them to stop.
Steven and Frank looked over, but they couldn't see the person's face clearly. They just thought the figure looked slender and weak, like a woman.
"Could it be a prostitute?" Frank laughed and said to Steven.
The person had to come out when they saw Barry being beaten.
When they got closer to Steven and Frank, they slowly took off their hat and scarf, revealing a delicate face.
Steven and Frank couldn't help but say, "It really is a prostitute!"
They were very familiar with his face. Steven hadn't seen his performances, but he had seen various dance imitation videos of him.
Seeing their surprised expressions, the man smiled confidently and said, "You must recognize me. I'm the famous idol Herbert, who debuted two and a half years ago."
"And the person you're beating is my friend. I hope you won't make things difficult for him."
The person in front of Steven was indeed the controversial and famous idol Herbert Smithville from recent years.
Barry, seeing Herbert come over, acted like a dog with its master. He got up from the ground, raised his chin, and said, "I'm Herbert's good buddy! You beat me, and you just wait for his fans to get back at you!"
Steven sneered.
People who lived in the past and refused to face reality were actually quite pitiful.
Herbert frowned and suddenly took out a lip balm from his pocket. "Damn! The air is so dry that my lips are cracking."
While applying the lip balm, he said to Steven and Frank, "Aren't you the ones sent by Ms. Madison to take me away?"
Steven was puzzled; he had no idea who the person Herbert mentioned was.
"No, we're just passing by," he replied.
Herbert's eyes dimmed, like a jilted lover. "How could she leave me alone? Didn't she promise to love me forever?"
Steven's expression turned strange; he somewhat understood the relationship between that Ms. Madison and Herbert.
"If you have nothing else, we'll be leaving now. Goodbye." Steven didn't want to deal with them and prepared to leave.
But Herbert stopped him. "Wait! You must have food, right? Please share some with us."
He used his pinky to adjust his middle-parted bangs. "I can give you an autograph in exchange. Is that okay?"
Barry chimed in, "You're really lucky. Herbert's autograph is priceless, and it can sell for $275 online!"
Steven scoffed, "Not interested."
If it weren't for Steven's principle of not hitting "women", he would have already made a move.
Herbert, hearing that Steven didn't want his autograph, bit his lip in frustration, as if making a huge sacrifice and clenched his small fists.
"Fine, I can take a photo with you! That should satisfy you, right?" Herbert asked.
Barry's eyes widened, almost crying. "Herbert, no. You can't just take photos with anyone!"
He continued, "These people don't deserve it!"
Herbert took a deep breath and said firmly to Barry, "Barry, we need food now. Even if I have to make a sacrifice, it's worth it."
Barry started to cry, wiped his nose, and sniffled.
"Alright, I respect your decision!" Then he turned to Steven and glared, "Did you hear that? Herbert agreed to take a photo with you, which is a once-in-a-lifetime honor!"
"Just give us some food, and you should be grateful!" he added.
The two were so moved by themselves that they didn't notice Steven's dumbfounded expression.
Steven shook his head and muttered, "I can't believe there are people like them in the world. I've really seen it all now!"
Frank chuckled, "Mr. Rogers, don't think celebrities are anything special. Many of them aren't as decent as ordinary people!"
"I've slept with plenty of so-called pure and innocent stars. Their private lives are quite messy!"
"Take Herbert for example. He's being kept by Ms. Madison, a wealthy woman. Otherwise, he wouldn't have the right to live here."
Under normal circumstances, Steven wouldn't mind playing with these clowns.
But today, he had things to do.
So, Steven waved them off. "Step aside. I don't have time for you."
Hearing this, Herbert and Barry changed their expressions, as if they had heard an outrageous demand.
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