But when the truth finally ca out, "The Kite" saw a resurgence in its box office.
On the seventh day, even before the evening, "The Kite" had already grossed over three hundred million for the day, and the number was still climbing.
This was definitely a rare sight in film history.
A week after the movie was released, box office typically started to decline, but for "The Kite," it seed more like a new beginning.
Over the next several days, the box office continued to soar, even surpassing the first three days of its release, heading straight for the thirty billion mark.
Seeing this, Little Beauty finally breathed a sigh of relief, "I knew it, I didn’t pledge allegiance to the wrong person, thankfully I didn’t stop being a fan! Beautiful Sister is really reliable!"
After being quiet for a long ti, Hannah’s fan club finally stood up at this mont.
A simple sentence.
——You say we don’t need to be your armor to bear any harm for you, so all we can do is stay by your side quietly, always believe in you, support you.
Fans comnted and shared in droves.
In less than a day, the fan club gained hundreds of thousands of new followers.
Many, like Little Beauty, beca mbers of the fan club.
They gathered together, not controlling the narrative, not topping the charts, nor inflating the data; their favorite activity was just to post beautiful pictures of Hannah and then shower her with praises one after another.
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Hannah picked up a white chess piece by the side, thought seriously, and then placed it on the board, "You see, I told you, I can solve this."
Upon hearing the noise, the servant ca over, saw the phone on the sofa, then turned around and went back into the kitchen.
From the other end of the phone, Jack Stewart’s voice ca through, "Did you solve this by yourself, what were you planning to do if Crystal Quach hadn’t stepped forward? And as for George River, were you so certain that scumbag would admit to being unfaithful?"
As a mother, it was natural for Crystal Quach to put her child first.
Though Matthew Quach had been found, the events of those years would be a childhood shadow that followed an eight-year-old child for the rest of his life.
In such circumstances, asking Matthew Quach to recount his experiences from those years would be like reopening his wounds.
How could Crystal Quach, as a mother, bear to watch her child relive those painful mories again?
So it was indeed beyond Hannah’s expectations that Crystal Quach would eventually co forward.
Although Hannah had prepared a backup plan, it had to be said that Crystal Quach stepping forward indeed had the best effect.
As for George River...
Hannah: "The issues you’re talking about don’t stand, the fact is, Crystal Quach did co forward, and George River also admitted to being unfaithful."
"You’re just being obstinate," Jack Stewart huffed irritably, "By the way, I’ve arranged an interview for you tomorrow. The questions have been sent to your phone, rember to look at them, I’ll be with you the whole ti."
Hannah picked up the phone from the sofa, puzzled, "I thought you were going to shoot a movie?"
Jack Stewart was silent for a while, then spoke up agitatedly, "Making movies doesn’t pay as well as being a manager, I’ve changed professions!"
The call ended.
Hannah stared at her phone for a while, then ca to her senses and tossed the phone aside.
On the chessboard, the black and white pieces intertwined with each other.
Arnold Simmons played the black pieces and Hannah played the white. The black pieces were about to form a line, while the white pieces were still scattered all over the place.
The outco was already decided.
Hannah held the white chess piece in her hand, and for a long ti couldn’t find a place to put it down.
With closed eyes, she called out, "Arnold."
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