As soon as I sent the comment in the livestream chat, it was instantly drowned out by a barrage of insults.Lara Sandfield fixed her eyes on the screen, unable to hide the contempt in her gaze. She deliberately turned the camera toward the scraps of fabric on the ground, lifted her foot, and crushed them hard with her high heels.Her stiletto heel dragged across the dark patterns, the abrasive sound enough to make anyone wince. "See that? She's still throwing shade."Lara wiped away her tears for the camera, her shoulders trembling slightly as she put on the act of someone deeply wronged."For the past ten years, every penny she gave me came with the air of a benefactor looking down on me. This lousy dress was nothing more than a leash she fastened around my neck, a constant reminder that I was supposed to be grateful to her for everything!"Beside her, her boyfriend and manager, Ramon Bark, hurriedly handed her a tissue. He sneered as he leaned toward the microphone, his vo
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