Hoping I might have to call his attention, I walked over to him, but a few steps closer, I was stopped by another man, who carried a bottle in his hand...

"Hi, I don't want to fight,'' I said, loudly, I hoped Simon could at least face me, but he chose to possess the face of another..

From behind, I saw him stroking his chin, again I attempted to call for help, he rather chose to look away and with a stupid grin on his face…

Emma rushed to my side

"Sir, he isn't a celeb armstrong son," she tried to save me, by grabbing hold of my hands, when...