The Billionaire's Mistake

MISTAKE 59

Chapter 59: Relying on him

With a heavy sigh, Anya reluctantly answered the call. "Stanley," she said, her voice taut with frustration.

"Anya, listen to me," Stanley said, his voice not as gentle as she was used to; instead, ant unusual cold emitted from every word. "If you leave right now, the image online is over. Your bustling career will be dead before you can close your eyes to rest."

Anya's grip on the phone tightened, her jaw clenched in anger. "You, a small president of some unknown game company, dare threaten me? Who gave you this courage?" She shot back, her voice laced with scorn. "You tried to deceive me, and now you expect me to be lenient? I must have been so nice to my schoolmate that he thinks we are friends."

Stanley's voice wavered slightly; he seemed almost amused when he spoke. "Just... just check. the opinions of the netizens online before you make any decisions," he urged. "I want to see if you can keep a straight face after bluffing with your ex-husband's name." He said and hung

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Before Anya could respond, he ended the call. Her anger was boiling over. She leaned back in her seat, her mind reeling with a clash of emotions. With slightly trembling hands, she opened her phone and navigated to the social media platforms where the topic was trending.

But as she scrolled through the comments and messages, her heart sank like a stone. The once adoring fans had turned against her, their words dripping with venom and contempt.

"I wondered why Anya never showed her face. It is because it was so ugly."

"I can't believe I followed you for so long and you were just a greedy person.

"Why did you agree to sign and have them set up all this press only to show your arrogant

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long building, now lay shattered and ridden with the spit of people she barely knew. Feeling defeated and overwhelmed, Anya closed her phone and sank back into her seat, the world seeming

waiting in the kitchen, his expression one of concern

defeated.

a comforting embrace. He wanted to kiss her cheeks, but he restrained himself, knowing that she needed space to process her emotions. Instead, he pulled out a chair for her to sit

the chair; her shoulders slumped with exhaustion. She picked the cool orange juice he had offered and took a long sip. She felt completely broken. She had trusted and fallen.

he declared, and she nodded. For some reason, she believed him. She was angry and wanted someone to vent for her. She was not sure what came over her, but she suddenly felt the need to cry. So she did just that. She wailed like a

downcast and her shoulders slumped in defeat. He couldn't bear to see her like

hand in his. "Is it about the talk online? Don't worry, I will deal with it. Don't cry,

at the signing." She did not know what came over her as she started complaining to him. "And now people are cursing me online. They're saying terrible things, Daniel. You can't let

ached at the sight of Anya's distress. "Anya, don't cry. I will make it go away. How can they call you arrogant? How can they call you greedy? What is the use of that small company's money? What do they know?" he consoled. The more

she cried.

firmly, his voice filled with determination. "I promise you, we

mixture of gratitude and defiance. "You better!" she said, her voice trembling

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was Neil, his brow furrowing with concern. "I'll be right back,

away to answer the phone, Anya watched him with a sense of trepidation. She knew that whatever news Neil had to share couldn't be good, and she

worst.