This ti, Tiffany Lynch didn’t even dare to step out of her house, and even ordering takeout was done with utmost caution.
She had not anticipated that the seemingly innocent and harmless boy would act so ruthlessly, using his own fans to harm her.
Tiffany now loathed Louis Snyder and his fans to death. She really couldn’t understand what she had done to deserve Louis’s resentnt, as they used to get along well, and she had noticed his admiration for her.
But now, in her predicant, she couldn’t even confront him face-to-face, she could only hide in her room.
Nightfall.
As the previously trending topics subsided, what followed was the album teaser for Hannah.
This album greatly differed from the previous ones, a fact that was evident from the teaser’s few seconds, leading with a sorrowful tone.
Five songs. Among them, three were composed and written by Hannah herself, while the remaining two were the work of Jas Landon, who also acted as the album’s producer.
Absolute quality assurance.
Even before the album’s release, it had already sparked heated discussions online. The comnts section was free of controlled comnts and insults, mostly positive remarks.
Even many bystanders expressed their anticipation for the album.
Hannah’s popularity and influence had soared to new heights compared to before, especially among the general public, whose goodwill skyrocketed.
——It’s revealed! So, the emperor in the previous song’s MV was actually played by Arnold Simmons, right?
——Coming over from the big guy’s Weibo, he’s truly modest, waiting for so long until Hannah finally gives him proper recognition. It wasn’t easy.
——She’s composing music, wow, so excited; I almost thought we wouldn’t get to hear her sing again!
——Just a few seconds of the teaser, and it’s already got hooked!
——Will the MV feature Hannah and the big guy again? Can’t wait to see it, please don’t let it be tragic!
Tiffany frantically scrolled through these comnts, the hatred and envy constantly tornting her.
Yet as she read, she began to cry.
There had been a ti when such accolades surrounded her, and everyone sought after her.
But these shining monts ceased to exist after her first performance on the sa stage with Hannah.
From that mont on, wherever Hannah was, no one would notice Tiffany Lynch.
No one would say they looked alike, and even when she deliberately tried to imitate Hannah’s makeup, she would only invite mockery for "trying to paint a tiger, but ending up like a dog."
Why did it all turn out like this?
She thought, feeling lost.
George River, Jackie Qualls, Louis Snyder, Jimmy Simmons.
These n, who once professed to adore her, rely watched indifferently now, with so even taking the opportunity to add insult to injury.
Was their so-called admiration really so cheap?
If they loved her, shouldn’t they have been willing to give her everything, to love only her forever?
Why was their love so fickle!
Coming full circle, it seed like everything had returned to the start. Even though she subconsciously felt it shouldn’t be like this, she was unable to change anything.
She regretted, regretted why she hadn’t killed Hannah when she had the chance, before Hannah could rise to fa.
If she were dead, would everything go back to the way it was?
Tiffany Lynch thought like soone possessed.
She was born noble, a lady from the lofty heights, not sothing ordinary people could compare with.
That’s what her parents always told her.
Whether during her childhood, or after she had entered the entertainnt industry.
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