Chapter 11

The tweet from the "Sweet Love" production team caused a nationwide buzz. It shot to the top of the trending list in no time, with netizens swarming the comments section.

[Team's playing dirty! This stunt's got to go!]

[Natalie, where you at? Show us your game!]

[Natalie, hit the road, jerk! Get lost!]

[I dug her style at first, but now... who needs a pretty face with such a lousy attitude?]

[Nat, we got your back! Show them how it's done! Rich and fabulous-that's our queen.]

[Trash-talking her now? Really?]

[Looks like you're on the wrong side, buddy. Let's give her a proper send-off!]

The internet was ablaze, as if Natalie's fake designer goods and "fake rich girl" persona had been fully confirmed. Her Twitter feed was flooded with nasty comments, and TikTok was no different. With all this backlash, it was only a matter of time before Natalie felt the heat. Keaton, the guru behind Sweet Love, was reveling in the chaos. He tweeted, directly calling out his target: [Wanna be a star? Start by being a good egg. No class, no fame! @someone].

Netizens was hyped, and anything linked to Natalie was grabbing everyone's attention. Keaton's tweet hit the mark perfectly, usually, he'd get a few hundred replies, but this one was racking up thousands.

[Natalie's done for! If she doesn't fall now, something's wrong!]

[Keaton, you're the voice of reason in this biz.]

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decade of hustle

comments piled up at lightning speed, Keaton couldn't stop grinning. With this buzz, he was on the brink of something huge. After a decade of waiting, it looked like his moment had finally arrived. The company had promised that if the show was a

floor, in the CEO's lair at the Luther Group, Tony was filling Darren in

Luther," Darren cut in,

still laying low. No peep from GirlLove or Vacok either. It's

face. "I'd love to see that. She should just

sneered inwardly, thinking, 'She's just a small-town girl who took 30 million bucks from me in the divorce-thinking she's hot stuff! No matter how deep her pockets are, does she

With things getting this crazy, who knows where she's holed

dialed Natalie's number. He wasn't entirely heartless. If she admitted her screw-ups and promised to exit Greton, maybe he'd throw

times before someone

chuckled. "Weren't you waiting for

just waking up, was caught off guard and grumbled, "Who's that? Why are you so full of hot

or block me, so clearly, you were expecting my call," Darren shot back.

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giggle but got mad instead. "You're calling to see if I've got something to say? Are you nuts? If you're bored, why don't you just go get a mind-numbing job somewhere instead

"Nope."

you came to me now and played nice, I might

was wide awake now, rubbing her eyes,

him, cold and clear. Darren stared at his phone's dark screen, his irritation mounting. He couldn't believe she actually had the nerve to hang up on him first. He thought, 'She's still putting

something was off with Natalie this time. "Sure thing, Mr. Luther. Back to work," he said

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