"This isn't the first time they've used such tactics. You can check it online yourself." Eliza Fletcher looked at the names of Aurelia Shaw and Mason Nightshade on her phone, her fingers tensing. She had seen Mason on the set that day, such a man willing to say he's pursuing Aurelia just so it wouldn't affect her acting career. The most update n0vels are published on 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡·𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖·𝔫𝔢𝔱 She believed the relationship between them was real. Wasn't Isabel Bennett saying earlier that Aurelia was clinging to a rich guy—was that Mason? And what she said before about Aurelia coming between them... Eliza bit her lower lip, her fingers tightly clenched, hiding her face behind messy strands of hair so Aurelia wouldn't see her embarrassment. She bit her lip and spoke, "Don't think I'll forgive you just because of this. If you hadn't sent the video to Isabel..." "If it wasn't me, then what?" Aurelia said coldly. She could be forgiving, but not mindlessly merciful. If the other party is brainless and ungrateful, she doesn't mind destroying them. "You first smeared me online, and then installed cameras in my room. If you hadn't been planning to kick me out of the set and do such things with Matthew Xenos, would I have had a chance to get this video?" "I got it but didn't release it, instead handed it to someone you trust. To do this, I've been quite lenient with you, haven't I? Others aren't your parents, they don't need to shield or spoil you. I didn't directly ruin you or hit you so hard you couldn't get back up; you should be grateful to me." The words were unpleasant, but they were the truth, especially in the harsh world of showbiz. The car stopped at the entrance of DF Corporation. "I have things to handle here. There aren't many journalists around, you can stay or leave as you please." Aurelia said and got out of the car. Eliza sat in the car, stared out the window, dazed for a long time, thinking about many things, biting her lower lip hard, tears rolling down from the corners of her eyes. No matter how tough things were, even when her agent clearly told her to either accept the unspoken rules or get out of the industry... she hadn't shed a single tear. To be betrayed and deceived by the person she trusted most, it was so painful, so hard to bear. Amanda Fuller came back to help Aurelia with her clothes, seeing Eliza still sitting in the car, intending to mock her a few times, but— Through the glass, she saw her trembling shoulders and hesitated for a moment before turning away. Aurelia was putting on makeup in the dressing room, Amanda told her about it, but Aurelia said nothing, just a faint dimness in her eyes. Amanda thought she wasn't interested, so she didn't continue. "Hey, have you heard? The model Manager Qian introduced a few days ago, what's her name, Zhao... Zhao something Juan or something, she had a video with a man exposed online. I've heard she wasn't with just one man." "Really? And Manager Qian..." "No need to guess, a 13th-tier small model inexplicably chosen for our company's commercial endorsement? She surely has something going on with Manager Qian. I've heard the place in that video is actually a restroom." "What! Oh my God! With several guys in a restroom..." Whispers of gossip from the staff came through the half-open door. Amanda's eyes sparkled as she listened to the gossip pressed against the wall, and Aurelia watched her with a faint smile, her lips curling coolly. When she finished her work and returned, Eliza had already left.