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“You were never excited. You were just waiting for your big break. And guess what? Now you’ve got one. Just not the way you thought.” “What are you talking about?” “Lila’s taking over your roles,” he said, almost gleeful. “All of them. The studio loves the drama. They’re rebranding her as the real star. And you? You’re the cautionary tale. The girl who couldn’t keep it together before her wedding. The slut who cheated on her fiancé with some random guy.” “I didn’t cheat!” she sobbed. “I was drugged! I didn’t even know who he was!”

But I didn’t care about any of that, what I cared about was that many of them were beginning to turn on Jax. I spotted one tweet already going viral: “He humiliated her at that gala. She was pregnant and alone and now he’s kissing another girl on camera? Yeah… he’s trash.” God, I loved the internet. I leaned back, letting my head rest on the pillow, and grinned at the trending bar. #CamillaAndAsher was number four. Riley’s name was number six. I raised my glass toward the screen like I was making a toast. “You should’ve stayed quiet, little girl.”

She fluttered her lashes like she was auditioning for a perfume commercial. “Kieran,” she purred. “It’s been ages.” Ages? It had been six months. And even then, our ‘meeting’ lasted two painful minutes. Old Papa clapped loudly. “Such chemistry! Look at them!” Chemistry? I’d seen more sparks in wet wood. But I kept my expression polite. Business was business. “Lila has been doing so well,” Old Papa bragged, puffing out his chest. “She just modeled for an international brand. A natural beauty, yes?”

She threw her arms around me, and I hugged her back, laughing. “Lila, what are you doing here?” I asked, pulling back to look at her. She was in a stunning orange dress, looking every bit the Hollywood star, but to me, she was just my little sis, the one who’d stolen my comic books as a kid. “Premiere meeting got pushed,” she said, shrugging. “Thought I’d grab a drink at Le Bernardin. Then I saw you with that blonde bombshell. Who’s she?” I chuckled, guiding her to a quiet corner away from the flashing cameras. “Aaliyah Monroe. She’s… smart, fierce, and not falling for my charm just yet.”

That girl was smiling merrily, and at a glance, she seemed to be very close to him. "Who is she?" Madison shouted in anger. "Her name is Liliana, and she's a quite famous internet celebrity. Isn't Mr. Trevino's taste too bad? He wants this kind of woman?" "No, of course not!" Madison immediately shouted. The Emmitt she knew would definitely not be with this kind of woman. "Madison, quickly tell Ms. Murphy! Let her know about this." A female assistant urged her to return to the main office. Madison immediately turned around and took out her phone. She did not need to search, as long as she opened up a news website, this rumor would appear on the top. Her mind was in a mess.

As the waitress placed my order in front of me, she suddenly exclaimed, "Wait, OMG. You're Grantt Gomez's manager, right? Yongsann Lim, right?" I raised my gaze to meet the waitress's eyes, offering a slight nod and a forced smile. "You're right..." "OMG!" she exclaimed again, eyes and mouth wide open. "Can I take a picture with you? Believe it or not, I'm a huge fan of yours. I always look forward to the pictures of you with Grantt on his F* page. I'm your fan, and we're college schoolmates."

Lilith and her husband had made strict rules for both staff and customer. At night when Lisa arrived at home, Brad was not there. She silently thanked God and entered her room. Lisa wanted to share her happiness, so she called Celestine. "Cele! I am so happy today. Finally I got a new job and they also pay me good." Lisa squealed happily. "Aren't you working for Damien?" Celestine asked in her raspy voice with shock. "Nope, I won't work for that jerk and his friend. Now I am working as a waitress in Lily's Restaurant." Lisa laid on her bed.

He laughed mockingly, "Just admit it, Wayne…” "Admit what?!" Wayne snorted. "You and Ms. Devon have LQ, right? Lover’s Quarell! That’s why you're becoming a workaholic now." Wayne was stunned by what his friend said. "W-what?! What are you talking about?! LQ? The fuck! For someone who doesn't have a love life like you, you know so much!”

I knew I shouldn’t trust her! Waylon looked at her face, which was getting redder and redder due to her embarrassment, and chuckled. “I didn’t expect you to pick it up so quickly, Cam. Not bad. I like it very much.” “Mr. Wayne.” That actress came over with her phone in her hand. She smiled and asked, “Can I have your WhatsApp number?” Waylon frowned. Initially, he was going to say no, but after seeing Cameron turning her head away as if it had nothing to do with her, he changed his mind and said, “Sure.”

Best Regard, Warren Thomson Mishka smiled, reading the message when another news popped up on her screen that caught her attention as she clicked on it. Lia Smith, a renowned model, is found in a pool of blood inside her apartment. The model recently re-started her career with Star Magazine as they lifted the ban. She started her career again after the major fallout with Star magazine last year that caught all media attention. Rumours were Mishka Knight was going to replace her, but the Star Magazine cast Raven Turner at the last moment because of the unavailability of the former.