"Mr. Dashiell, stop following me, I..."

"I'm not following you. I was just leaving too. It seems like there's only one way out from here to the exit."

Lizetta, "..."

His words made her feel as if she was being overly sensitive.

Biting her lip, Lizetta quickened her pace.

Eventually, both of them ended up in the elevator together. The presence of the man next to her was overwhelmingly strong, so Lizetta took out her phone and scrolled through Twitter for a bit. The trending topics were exploding.

A video of Margaret chatting smugly with her friends in a private club room had gone viral.

Following that, there was also footage of Mrs. Davis storming into the club and starting a shouting match, which was utterly captivating.

#GloryMediaManipulatingMedia

#PlotTwistTheOtherWomanWasActuallyHim

#PoorYolanda

#GloryMediaHeiressDeceiving ThePublic

Did Margaret really think an apology would suffice?

Lizetta and Yolanda had no

wanted Margaret to experience the taste of being universally

significant influence in the entertainment industry. Even with the Madden family's support, Lizetta hadn't anticipated the trending topics

her head, Lizetta caught a glimpse of Remington

she met his

as if asking her what

a moment, Lizetta asked,

an eyebrow, "What about

He seemed completely unaware.

that

not to dwell on it and shook her head,

โอน;

and had their own talent agency,

as large as Glory Media, the company had been growing rapidly over the past

well aware of Yolanda's situation, and Lizetta figured it must have been

topics and the

must be feeling relieved now, Lizetta thought, deciding to call

by Cassius, and Lizetta

there was no answer from

doors opened, Lizetta

hurried out of the club, waiting under the entrance portico for the

gust of wind blew by, and Lizetta reached to adjust her trench coat, but then the

Remington silently standing a few steps away,

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