Marie, Matthew’s lover from two years ago, had been a moderately well-known celebrity. However, she lacked tact and, after only a few months as his mistress, began demanding that he divorce his wife to marry her.
Matthew, a mber of the film awards association with a pristine reputation and a respected background as a forr director, knew he couldn’t let such a scandal ruin him. Losing his revered status would an being expelled from the association and the end of his influential career. There was no way he would grant Marie her wish.
So, on a dark and moonless night, Matthew pushed Marie into the sea.
At the ti, there were no witnesses, so why did the police now suspect him?
Before he could make sense of it, cold, silver handcuffs clicked around his wrists.
Tiffany didn’t go completely insane, but her ntal state was fragile. The next day, Michelle had no choice but to call in a psychologist to help Tiffany with hypnotherapy and stress relief.
The Next Morning.
Eric took to Twitter early the following day to address the recent events:
Eric: Thank you all for your concern. Today, I’d like to respond to the recent incidents:
My wife and I have not divorced. She has not miscarried, nor does she have a brain tumor. All of these rumors were malicious fabrications.
Tiffany severely defad my wife. My company has decided to terminate her contract, and we will no longer work with her in any capacity. Legal action will be pursued against her.
To all internet trolls and slanderers: practice so decency. In the anti, we will be sending legal notices to everyone who has insulted or defad my wife during this ti.
The internet exploded once again.
Tiffany’s misdeeds had already turned public sentint against her, and Eric’s statent caused a wave of apologies under his tweet.
However, a few particularly foolish users still lashed out, accusing Eric of being petty, lacking forgiveness, or worse—wishing cancer upon him and Ella.
These remarks were quickly attacked by others:
"You dare insult Mr. Nelson? Mr. Nelson, sue them! Take action!"
"Mr. Nelson said he’d be suing those who slandered him, and here’s soone begging for it!"
"Good on Mr. Nelson for suing trolls. Nasty, indecent people deserve to be punished!"
"You think being rude makes you right? What, did you only learn how to eat dirt in school?"
Ironically, many of these defenders had been among the masses who had recently vilified Ella online. A single tweet seed to have turned them into self-proclaid moral champions.
Tiffany’s fans, anwhile, were devastated. They weren’t just betrayed by Tiffany—they had been manipulated into attacking Ella, mocking, cursing, and believing every lie. Tiffany had thoroughly broken their hearts.
Ella later heard from Alia that Tiffany had been dominating headlines over the past few days. Despite staying at her villa initially, Tiffany had grown restless and ventured out, only to be bombarded by angry fans.
Ella was astonished to learn that Tiffany had even engaged in heated argunts with her fans.
The once-revered "goddess actress" had been reduced to a venomous "queen of toxic drama." Her public image was so tarnished that anyone who saw her now would look at her with disgust and disdain.
"I still can’t believe Tiffany turned out to be Hannah! Ella, you guys really nailed it—exposing her like that was so satisfying!" Chloe said with a laugh. "That Hannah is like an indestructible cockroach!"
Alia nodded. "Seriously, she’s impossible to kill. When she was sent to the ntal institution, I thought that would be the end of her. But then..."
They exchanged knowing looks.
Ella chuckled softly but couldn’t help reflecting on just how much chaos Hannah—no, Tiffany—had managed to stir up before her downfall.
Ella nibbled on fresh red dates, her cheeks glowing with a healthy flush. After more than a month of careful rest and care, her pregnancy was stable, and her complexion had beco much more vibrant.
In just over twenty days, she would have her first ultrasound to check for any abnormalities. By the 22nd week, she would undergo a detailed anomaly scan to ensure everything was progressing as it should.
"Hannah really is a gifted actress," Ella remarked with a hint of regret. "It’s a sha she never learned to value her talent. If she hadn’t allowed herself to be manipulated, she might have stayed at the top of the entertainnt world. I wasn’t interested in taking her down as long as she kept to herself, but... she left no choice."
Alia huffed. "So people never appreciate the good life they have. That’s why they self-destruct."
Ella smiled at Alia’s flushed cheeks. "And what about you and Richard? How’s that going?"
"What else? He’s full of regret now, begging for my forgiveness. But n can’t be let off so easily, can they? I’m not going back to him right away. Let him reflect on his mistakes for a while," Alia said with a mischievous grin, her bright eyes sparkling with satisfaction.
Chloe pursed her lips. "Looks like steady, reliable n are the better choice."
Ella shook her head. "It’s not about personality. It’s about character. A man who’s unfaithful will stray no matter how quiet or poor he is. They’ll still go looking for excitent elsewhere."
The group chuckled, letting the comnt pass with ease.
Just then, Eric and Lucas entered the room.
"Ella, didn’t you say you wanted to be discharged today? The doctor says you’re cleared to leave," Eric said as he walked over, firmly nudging Alia aside to sit beside Ella.
"Alright, then. Have soone handle the paperwork. I’m tired of staying here," Ella replied with a smile.
Lucas looked at her with a mix of admiration and disbelief. "You’re one stubborn woman. I didn’t think your plan would work at all, but you proved wrong."
"She’s understood Hannah’s temperant all along, so I wasn’t worried about her plan failing. I was more concerned about her enduring the wait," Eric said, his tone revealing a lingering unease. "If she had let her impatience get the better of her, it could’ve hard the baby."
Ella gave a serene smile. Pregnancy had improved her emotional stability, and her nervous exhaustion had significantly lessened. Though waiting for the plan to unfold had been tedious, she genuinely didn’t mind.
"It had to be this way to make Hannah’s fans completely lose faith in her," she said calmly.
"Exactly. It’s the perfect way to drag Hannah from her pedestal to rock bottom," Chloe chid in angrily. "She’s the one who orchestrated this ss. Even knowing Ella was pregnant, she egged on her fans to harass her and insinuated that Ella frad her!"
"Alright, let’s not dwell on the past," Lucas interrupted gently. "Ella, make sure you take good care of yourself. No surfing the internet, no gaming."
Ella nodded, but a faint worry lingered in her heart.
She couldn’t help but think about the CT scan and other tests she had undergone earlier. What if they had affected the baby?
So unfortunate parents had seen their children develop abnormalities after such procedures, even if it seed coincidental.
If sothing truly went wrong with their baby, Ella wasn’t sure how she could face it—or how she would cope.
Noticing the concern in her expression, Eric wrapped an arm gently around her waist.
"Relax," he said softly. "Everything will be fine."
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