Mia Sutton felt dizzy, her whole body went limp, and her mind went blank.
It wasn’t until she felt a hand sliding under her shirt at her waist that her senses returned.
"Mr. Sterling..." The girl’s eyes were glistening with tears, and the corners of them were a deep red. Her originally fair cheeks now had a thin layer of pink, as if they were brushed with the finest rouge.
As she spoke, her eyelashes, perhaps out of nervousness, fluttered rapidly like the wings of a butterfly, trembling as she spoke, her voice carrying a slight tremor that she herself hadn’t noticed.
"Mia... behave." The man’s breath was heavy, his voice hoarse with undisguised desire.
Jensen Sterling kissed her, "Mia, we’re married, aren’t we?"
Mia Sutton: "..."
"Good girl, I like how you just addressed ."
Mia was lifted and placed onto his lap, making her more acutely aware of the situation, causing her to tremble slightly in fear.
For a while, the sofa was in disarray. Typically, she liked using throw pillows, so there were many on the sofa, but now...
Many were gone from the sofa, lying askew on the floor.
There was another one beneath Mia, with a snap, as the belt fell to the floor.
Mia trembled in fear, her voice breaking into sobs, "Mr. Sterling, you’re... weren’t you drunk..."
"Not drunk... focus," his breath was heavy, and even his words trembled a bit.
He had always been able to hold his liquor well.
Then chaos ensued in the room...
On a small table beside the sofa, stood two or three trophies, quietly sitting there, unnoticed.
Perhaps the worst off was Jensen Sterling’s most popular actor trophy, which didn’t even have the privilege of being placed on the table, laying lonely inside a bag.
Mia’s voice was broken, sounding like a porcelain doll, her throat turned into sobs, "No... no, Mr. Sterling, I can’t do it."
"Good girl, it’s okay..."
The room was very dark, the main lights in the living room were turned off, only the wall lamps were on.
The living room was a ss for a long ti, and at so unknown point, the bedroom door opened, chaos filled the room, the sound of water in the bathroom, misty mirror from the hot water, fingerprints on it, toiletries knocked over on the vanity...
Mia’s phone, left in the living room, rang without anyone paying attention to it.
At so point, the room grew quiet.
...
The internet had exploded.
From the mont Mia Sutton and Jensen Sterling appeared on Weibo, it only took a little over ten minutes for the site to crash.
Weibo’s tech team scrambled out of their sleep, working overti through the night.
It was really tough to be a tech staffer at Weibo.
Amidst the chaos, the frantic overti efforts finally restored Weibo’s normal operations.
While Weibo was down, other platforms were heating up crazily, like various forums, browsers, and group chats all buzzing with discussions.
[Gosh, I just heard about it, rushed to the scene in a hurry, only to find nothing but a blank page when I clicked in, Weibo... damn it crashed.]
[Damn Weibo, always crashes, any little thing happens and it crashes, can’t you upgrade your system.]
[What are those tech people doing exactly, can’t they earn their pay and do sothing right!]
The tech staff: "..."
I could spit out old blood and die. Can you really bla them for this?
Ah, can you really bla them!
Is it their fault? Do these people have no idea what Jensen Sterling’s market value is?
Their overwhelming fan count scares the insiders, often landing on hot searches with the slightest disturbance.
Let alone exposing such a big matter, isn’t it bound to explode?
To make matters worse, the other person is Mia Sutton, who’s currently extrely popular and trending.
Universally recognized as a beauty standard, a top idol, the creator of breathtaking performances, recently won Best Actress.
The combination of these two, no matter how powerful the servers, they couldn’t possibly handle it.
Even dragged out of bed to work, they didn’t complain, and yet people were criticizing them.
They felt wronged.
Weibo had just been restored.
[Hurry, everyone, Weibo is back up, I must go check the gossip.]
With this cue, people in various groups, still chatting enthusiastically, instantly flocked to Weibo.
Seeing this scene, Weibo’s tech staff shivered one by one.
Watching nervously over the servers, fearing they might crash again at the hands of these frenzied netizens.
This night was destined to be a sleepless one.
[Damn it, I’m pissed off, was just getting excited, and Weibo crashed, hurry and let see what’s going on.]
[In one night, both fanbases completely collapsed.]
[Seriously, this thrilling, the two just participated in a film festival, and now such news breaks out, could it be a publicity stunt?]
[Studio, where are you, you just posted a clarifying Weibo, and then this exploded, stop pretending to be blind, co out and explain to us what exactly is going on!!!]
[Stop playing dead, we know you saw it, hurry, see holding a knife here.]
The studio: "..."
They wanted to cry, they were so innocent.
They knew nothing, just posted a Weibo as usual, how could they predict their boss would pull such a stunt next mont.
Their tears now needed a basin to be collected.
But their only consolation was that Jensen Sterling had briefed Caron Grant.
Shortly after this incident broke, he ssaged Caron, telling him to not worry, just control the direction of the comnts, he’ll handle the rest.
So they weren’t panicking as much now, controlling public opinion was their forte, they could do this well.
[What level is Mia Sutton, and what level is Jensen Sterling, hasn’t anyone doubted that Mia might be trying to use Jensen to climb up the ranks in the entertainnt industry.]
[Does Mia Sutton deserve it, she doesn’t.]
Comnts like these also existed, but Jensen Sterling and Mia Sutton’s teams weren’t to be trifled with, and neither were Caron Grant and Celine Thorne.
Though the exposure was unexpected, they had many plans prepared beforehand, and they could still control this kind of opinion.
Trying to sar the two, especially to target Mia, was impossible.
Regardless of those people, or the general public, both fan bases exploded.
They were shattered; they wanted to cry to death now.
There were breakdowns, anger, tears, demands for an explanation, all sorts of comnts poured in, practically drowning people.
Of course, there were also blessings for the two, various opinions filled the discussion, causing the discussion rate to skyrocket.
Given the terrifying size of their combined fan bases, the server successfully crashed once more.
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