บททั้งหมดของ Innocent scandal with Mr PR : บทที่ 51 - บทที่ 60

Gina’s POV Karl did not care about their shock. “This is Lisa. She will be your assistant from now on,” he said. Lisa immediately composed herself and smiled at me warmly. “Nice to meet you.” This action made me realize she was a capable assistant. Karl must have taken his time to pick them out. No wonder they signed the contract so easily. I nodded back. “Nice to meet you too.” Karl gestured that we could go out; it seemed he still had a few things to discuss with the music director. Lisa led me to my workspace. It was a quiet recording room with soft lights and clean white walls. Everything looked new and professional. Headphones, microphones, and music equipment were already prepared. Karl and the music director joined us shortly. The music director discussed the arrangement with me, and soon I stepped into the recording booth. When the music started, I focused fully on singing. I recorded several parts of the song, repeating some lines again and again until Karl was

Roland’s POVI noticed that Gina was avoiding me. It started shortly after she came to work as my assistant. We had shared a kiss the night before, but I was drunk and did not manage my feelings well.In truth, when I saw her the next morning, I wanted to talk about it, but the topic seemed too embarrassing to bring up.I felt that if I apologized and called it a mistake, she might see me as someone who lacked self-control and the ability to own my own mistakes. Worst she might feel used But if I asked for something more, she would most likely reject me.Especially since my family had already warned her to stay away. Although I could not yet tell if I was in love with her, I could tell that my feelings for her were different.I went on a business trip, but she never once checked on me. Apart from performing her duties as my assistant, there was nothing else. I didn’t like it. I see her turn around once she sees me in the hallway. I could take once as coincidence but everytime I would

Gina’s POVThe next day was Sunday. Mum pulled me along to church. While I did not really feel like going, I thought it was better than watching the mess online.Fortunately, my face and name were not in the video, so I did not have to worry about facing unpleasant comments in real time.Church turned out wonderful, and while I was inside, I even managed to forget about Emily and the music chat.It was late in the afternoon, and we had just gotten home from church when Lisa called me. My heart missed a beat when I saw the call. I was scared that something more hurtful must have happened online.“Hello,” her voice sounded excited on the line. I wondered what good news could have happened to make her so happy.“Hey,” I said. I guess the joy in her voice also affected my mood.“Congratulations, we are definitely going to celebrate, right? Which restaurant or bar should we go to? I know a good karaoke spot,” Lisa said.Celebration? What was there to celebrate, I wondered.“What are you ta

Roland POvI had helped Gina plan her comeback as much as I could. Emily had spent so many resources promoting her music video; nothing would annoy her more than someone else reaping the benefits.That day, I agreed with Karl to hold a celebration after Gina's song went viral and finished on top of the weekly chart. Gina had received many invites, but Karl and I wanted her to climb only the best platforms. Moreover, we were worried that some of them just wanted to take the chance to investigate her identity.Although this song had done well, it was not enough to win back her reputation. I was surprised that Gina took the initiative to invite me to the celebration. After all, even after our last conversation, she was still avoiding me, though not as obvious as before.“It was a risky move,” Mr. Ken commented on the plan we used.“What is risky about it? If she cannot outperform a thief, then how would she grow in the industry?” I argued. I believed that Gina had the talent, and with th

RolandWatching Gina’s flushed face made me inexplicably happy. Last night, however, had been a complete disaster.After we arrived at my apartment, she woke up and seemed sober enough, so it never crossed my mind to call my maid over to help. My assistant had already brought a change of clothes for her, and I thought that would be the end of it. Who would have guessed that the moment we stepped inside, she would start acting completely out of control—holding my face, squinting at me seriously, and calling me handsome as if it were the most important discovery of the night.I guided her to the guest room and helped prepare a bath for her. She insisted she could manage on her own, so I stepped out. A moment later, I heard a loud splash.I knocked on the bathroom door and asked if she was okay. There was no response.Worried, I rushed inside. Gina was lying at the bottom of the tub, half-submerged, water spilling over the edges. My heart nearly stopped. I pulled her out immediately—than