"What's my attitude? Ramingo, you couldn't even manage your own artist properly. What right do you have to lecture me?" Townsend retorted. "I have Stanhope in my hands, and his popularity is on the rise. Even if Ben quits, it's a perfect opportunity for Stanhope to step up and form a new FOT!"
Townsend sneered, "I guarantee that under my leadership, FOT will reach new heights."
"Stanhope, that half-baked artist, can replace Ben?" Ramingo countered coldly.
"You dare..." Townsend began, but Usher interrupted.
"That's enough!" Usher slammed his hand on the table. "We're in a crisis, and you're still bickering! Isn't anyone going to propose a solution?"
The Public Relations Manager spoke up, "We've negotiated with Grace's side, and we have two options now."
"The first one is to go to court directly to clear Ben's name, but it will take a long time. The second one... they've proposed a condition. They can immediately end this scandal and cl
Ben looked gloomy. "I doubt that. My Twitter is filled with insults. If I weren't so resilient, I would've cracked by now." "Those are just marketing bots and trolls, can't you see?" Anthony adopted an indifferent expression. "If you don't believe me, I'll show you what people really think." "How would you do that?" Anthony didn't reply, only offering a mysterious smile. Suddenly, Ben had a bad feeling creeping over him. In the next moment, Anthony suddenly rolled down the car window and stuck his head out, shouting loudly to the outside. "FOT is here! Hello, my dear fans!!" Leo quickly grabbed his silver head and pulled him back. "Are you crazy?!" "Look, aren't our fans here?" Anthony grinned, looking out of the car window. Suddenly, the people on the roadside, after a brief moment of astonishment, erupted with excitement! Then they surged towards their direction! "Drive slowly, don't hit our fans." Anthony instructed the driver, then leaned halfway out of the partially
After what that jerk X put Mitbahl through, he was more and more careful about the money part. Diana pulled out her smartphone and efficiently transferred a thousand dollars. Upon hearing the notification sound, Mitbahl immediately handed over his own phone. "Ma'am, everything you asked for is here. Please check." Looking at the worn-out device, Diana furrowed her brow. Then she said, "Why is this phone so beat up? I have a spare one at home; you can have it." "Ma'am..." Mitbahl covered his mouth, his eyes welled up with tears. He knelt down and hugged Diana's thigh tightly. "Ma'am, you are like a parent to me! I shouldn't have doubted you! From now on, I will do anything for you..." Diana, with a blank expression, kicked him away a few meters. "No need for that, just be a normal person." She then took the phone and checked it. When she saw what Mitbahl had captured, Diana was briefly surprised b
"Let's all think about it carefully. If she's lied about this, could she have lied about other things as well?" "In these past few days, Grace has been leading everyone's emotions, getting everyone all worked up. Everyone's been venting online, but no one has been seeking the truth. I'm here to uncover it!" After Kelly finished speaking, there was silence for a few seconds in the crowd. Then people began to whisper among themselves, seemingly swayed by his words. Diana glanced at her live stream, and she noticed that the number of real-time comments was decreasing. It seemed that the overly passionate netizens were starting to regain their composure. The atmosphere seemed a bit off, and Grace immediately snapped back to reality. She spoke slowly, "About this matter, I want to clarify that, in fact, half a year ago, I only dabbled briefly. It was only after Fly abandoned me that I fell into full-blown addiction. Perhaps my words
"Grace, the press conference isn't over yet. Are you in such a hurry to leave because you have something to hide?" "Is the child in your womb not Fly's? Are you falsely accusing him because of some grudge between you two?" Kelly continued to provoke her. Grace fought to control her rising anger and pushed him away. "Security! Get this lunatic out of here!" Several security guards, all on Grace's payroll, rushed to the scene and attempted to drag Kelly away. Just as chaos was erupting, the projector screen suddenly flickered and went black. Amid the bewildered gazes of the crowd, it lit up again, displaying a video. It was a surreptitiously recorded video, seemingly from Grace's own home. She was wrapped in a towel, sitting comfortably on her couch, sipping on a glass of milk. The audience was left dumbfounded. What kind of drama was unfolding now? In a moment of perplexity, the door to the bathroom behind Grace suddenly swung o
Leo furrowed his brows. "It's really strange. Last night, Ben even told me that even if it's just Anthony and me left in FOT, we should keep going strong..." The more he spoke, the more uneasy he felt. Anthony was equally alarmed. "You think so too?" "Of course! He was chatting with you late at night? Why didn't he chat with me? Are you two having an affair behind my back?!" Leo playfully kicked Anthony. "I swear we're not!" Ramingo made a quick decision. "Let's go check on him." Three individuals sped to the villa in their car. As soon as they entered, they headed straight for Ben's room, banging on the door. "Ben! Open up!" No response came from inside. "Move aside, I got this," Anthony said. He pushed the other two aside and kicked the door forcefully. The pain made him clutch his shin and hop around. "Damn! I think I broke my leg!" Leo stared at him, puzzled. "What were you th
Then, Grace exclaimed: "That scoundrel! What about his own dirty laundry? He embezzled company funds, and he's been involved in doping our artists too..." "All of that you can save for the courtroom. Let the dogs fight it out there," the lawyer said icily. With a disdainful look, he tossed the legal notice at her and walked out. Meanwhile, on the other side of town, Diana leaned on her chin, sitting in front of her computer, carefully tallying up her incoming funds. "Over a million and a half... Well, I'll just take this. Consider it compensation for Ben's emotional distress." After sorting things out with Ben, Diana felt refreshed and decided to take a nap. The next morning, as she got ready to leave her room, Diana had an idea. She picked up her phone, held her hand in front of her in a heart shape, and with a click, she took a photo. Looking at her own vibrant image in the photo, she felt immensely satisfied. Perfect
"I'm not bored," Colin replied in a measured tone. Leah strolled over and took a seat in the chair next to him, propping her chin up with one hand as she looked at him. "What are you looking at?" Colin inquired. "I'm looking at you. You look handsome," she said without hesitation. After all the time she had spent pretending to be a proper lady in front of him, she figured it was time to drop the act and be herself. At her words, Colin's gaze wavered for a moment. Leah seemed different today. It wasn't just her words but her whole demeanor. Her delicate, doll-like face was adorned with vibrant peach-toned makeup. Her dark eyes, like precious gemstones, stared at him, and her rosy lips curled into a faint, lazy smile. This was the real her, wasn't it? Emotions flickered in Colin's eyes. He spoke slowly, "Is that so? Have you decided to change your approach today? Well, it won't work on me."
"Jackson," a crisp call came from the back seat. "Here, boss!" Jackson responded, feeling an unexpected wave of unease. "The day after tomorrow, you need to arrange a meeting with Mr. Baron. Mention it tomorrow," the boss said. "Boss, isn't that a bit rushed?" Jackson asked tentatively. "Do as I instructed," the boss replied firmly. "Alright." Sigh. It was another day where the boss seemed to be acting impulsively due to love. Diana sat in the car, reading John's messages, her heart filled with fluttering excitement, despite the directive to focus on work. But, truth be told, she missed him. As Diana glanced out the window, she noticed something. "Wait, Lynn, pull over." When the car stopped by the side of the road, Diana opened the door and got out. She surveyed the delicately decorated flower shop before her. Since it was still early, she decided to take a look inside. The inter