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.]

needs more

others fake it, he's the real

his due! A decade of hustle

looked like his moment had finally arrived. The company had promised that if the show was

Darren in on the online frenzy, tablet in hand. "It's all going down as

not Mrs. Luther," Darren cut

laying low. No peep from GirlLove or Vacok either. It's been two days since this blew up. If she doesn't

fingers on the desk, a smirk on his face. "I'd love to see that. She should

the divorce-thinking she's hot stuff! No matter how deep her pockets are, does she really think she can go toe-to-toe with me? I'm

ripping her apart. With things

admitted her screw-ups and promised to exit Greton, maybe he'd throw

phone rang a few times before someone picked up, voice groggy,

you waiting for

up, was caught off guard and grumbled, "Who's that? Why are

You didn't change your number or block me, so clearly, you were expecting my call," Darren shot back. "So, got anything

+5

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 of bugging me at this ridiculous hour?" "Natalie!" Darren took a

"Nope."

be stubborn. If you came to me now and played nice, I

her eyes,

up on him first. He thought,

something was off with Natalie this time.

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