The Villain Mom Awakens — Going Viral by Parenting on a Reality Show Chapter 166: Didn’t You Just Marry a Wretched Old Man?

Seeing this, Ryan Thorne’s bodyguards and assistant also sprang into action, surrounding him and staring warily in Naomi Kenway’s direction.

In terms of sheer numbers, his security detail was indeed larger—three tis the size of Naomi Kenway’s.

Ryan Thorne’s expression was full of smug satisfaction. "You think you’re the only one with bodyguards? Just because you have a bit of money, you think you can run roughshod over everyone in the industry? You really think everyone has to listen to you? Too bad for you, my family has so money too. You’ve picked on the wrong person this ti."

With no caras around, he beca even more brazen. "You’re so dramatic. The microphone didn’t even hit you, so why are you giving that bitchy look? Let tell you, my bodyguards aren’t just for show. I can’t be bothered to argue with a woman like you. If word got out, people would say I was bullying you. I’ll let you off the hook for today."

"Consider this a lesson. Next ti, rember who you can afford to provoke and who you can’t. Soone like you should have been taught a lesson a long ti ago!" He snorted and turned away.

What Ryan Thorne cared about most were his "girlfriend fans." He had gotten famous by maintaining a "warm guy" persona, and if he really had his n beat up Naomi Kenway, he would inevitably face criticism.

The next second, clear wails of agony and the sound of bones breaking erupted from behind him. He spun around in disbelief. His massive security detail, his pride and joy, had no power to resist Naomi Kenway’s few bodyguards. One by one, they collapsed, their bodies twisted like pretzels on the ground as they howled in pain.

It was like a bloody scene from a last-century action movie. Ryan Thorne hadn’t even seen how her bodyguards moved. These were true professionals.

A hint of terror finally appeared in Ryan Thorne’s eyes, and he scrambled back a few steps.

One of the bodyguards was already in front of him. His imposing fra and calm, steady gaze were enough to strike fear into anyone’s heart.

Ryan Thorne’s hands clenched into fists, and his teeth chattered. He looked around. The director and producer, the only ones who could control the situation, were gone. The crew mbers carrying equipnt certainly wouldn’t get involved.

Naomi Kenway walked over, arms crossed. "I wasn’t planning on getting physical, but you’re just so loud. So irritating!"

Ryan Thorne made a snap decision. When you had to bow, you bowed. "I’ll apologize, okay? I’m sorry! I shouldn’t have thrown the microphone at you, Nina!"

"So now you know how to apologize?" His fawning, begging expression completely disgusted Naomi Kenway. She gave a quiet order.

Two minutes later, Ryan Thorne was crumpled on the ground, unable to get up. He felt like every bone in his body was broken. He had no idea what kind of vicious techniques Naomi Kenway’s bodyguards used, but there wasn’t a single bruise on his body. And yet, the pain was excruciating.

He hissed in pain, desperately reaching out a hand as tears stread uncontrollably down his face. "Quick, get a doctor!"

A field manager, hearing the commotion, rushed over and tried to de-escalate the situation.

"No rush," Naomi Kenway said, looking at Ryan Thorne. She threw his own words back at him: "What are you being so dramatic for? We just hit you a couple of tis. Is there really a need to put on such a pathetic act for ?"

"You!!" Ryan Thorne’s face twisted with rage.

Naomi Kenway explained to the field manager, "See? There’s not a single mark on him. He’s just trying to extort ."

The field manager looked closely. Ryan Thorne’s skin was indeed smooth and clear, with no visible sign of injury.

Recalling the "conflict" he had just heard about, he decided not to interfere in their little drama any longer. After exchanging a few casual words with Naomi Kenway, he left.

Ryan Thorne shouted, "Don’t go! Help ! Naomi Kenway, that venomous bitch, is trying to kill !"

Naomi Kenway crouched down, looking down at the pathetic man. A faint smile touched her lips. "The field manager is gone. Still keeping up the act? Get up."

The onlookers imdiately assud Ryan Thorne was just putting on a show. Now, he couldn’t clear his na no matter what.

"You! Naomi Kenway! Didn’t you just marry so decrepit old man for his money? What’s there to be so proud of? How long can soone like you really last in a wealthy family? I’d like to see how long you can keep smiling!" Ryan Thorne resorted to screaming insults.

Naomi Kenway just smiled, took her phone from her assistant, and played a video for Ryan Thorne, fra by fra, right in front of his face.

Ryan Thorne’s face changed instantly. He reached for the phone, but Naomi Kenway easily dodged him. He gritted his teeth. "When did you record that? Delete it!"

As a male celebrity who lived off his online popularity, the two things he feared most were having his face ruined and his public persona collapsing.

Naomi Kenway turned the cara directly on him again. "I’m quite curious to hear how many more disgusting things can co out of that filthy mouth of yours. Go on, why’d you stop? This is a great chance for your fans to see just how eloquent you are."

Ryan Thorne hung his head, nearly burying his face in the dirt.

Naomi Kenway sneered, stood up, and tossed the phone to an assistant beside her.

"Ryan Thorne, if you hadn’t reminded , I would have almost forgotten how rich I am."

She turned away in disgust. "Keep hitting him."

「2:32 PM」

Ryan Thorne was taken to the hospital by his agent, with the official announcent being that filming was temporarily suspended. He deliberately tried to get the dia to notice his miserable state, but all the related reports were filled with netizens roasting him for being overly dramatic. He was rushed to the hospital without a single scratch on him, becoming a pri example of what not to be as a male celebrity.

「2:40 PM」

Ryan Thorne’s studio issued a formal apology to Naomi Kenway for his inappropriate words and actions during the midday interview. However, there was no response from Naomi Kenway’s side for a long ti.

[This has to be the fastest response ever from Ryan Thorne’s studio, right? They finally stopped playing dead. Ryan Thorne pulls this crap all the ti, calling himself so ’premium unmarried man’ and thinking every woman on earth is into him! So satisfying to finally see him apologize!]

[Why is Ryan apologizing? He did nothing wrong in this whole thing. Did Naomi Kenway force him to? My heart aches for our Ryan!]

[Who’s Ryan Thorne? Oh, that fragile male celebrity who went to the hospital for a paper cut?]

[I rember it was the sa situation when Helen Hale was filming with Ryan Thorne, right? That guy’s really sothing else, always putting his female co-stars in impossible situations. He has zero respect for his female partners. I seriously can’t understand how soone like him still has fans! If the entertainnt industry is that desperate for people, I’ll volunteer. A D-list hack like him really needs to go.]

[I seriously suspect Ryan Thorne going to the hospital is just a sche. He probably saw how badly he was getting dragged online and decided to play the victim. Next ti, could you at least draw on a fake wound before trying to get attention?]

[I heard Ryan Thorne’s family has so money, that he’s a rich kid. Isn’t that why the thing with Helen Hale just faded away? This ti, you just have to marvel at how great it is to be rich. Our Nina doesn’t have to suffer this injustice! If possible, Ryan Thorne should apologize to Helen Hale, too.]