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

1. up.

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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face?"

"She even came with bodyguards. Someone miglit even think she is a star.

much money did they offer for her to

a famous artist; of course it is hard to

cruelty filled the screen, each one a

with the spit of people she barely knew. Feeling defeated and overwhelmed, Anya closed her phone and sank back

out of the car, she was met by Daniel waiting in the kitchen, his expression one of concern and empathy. Anya looked up at him, her eyes filled with tears, feeling

defeated.

moment she stepped into the living room, pulled her to him, and wrapped her in 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 down before offering her a

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. "Look

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 child. The sound of her crying broke Daniel's heart. He wanted to crush everyone that participated

as she sat at the kitchen table, her eyes downcast and her shoulders slumped in defeat. He couldn't bear to see her like this, so broken and defeated. Taking a deep breath, he pulled out the chair opposite her and sat down, determined to offer

reaching out to take her hand in his. "Is it

was press 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

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

she cried.

with determination. "I promise you, we will fix this. I won't let

at him with a mixture of gratitude and defiance. "You

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you will really spend your money till you go bankrupt," she

won't

go back

at her pitiful form, Daniel resisted the urge to plant a kiss between

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could respond, his phone rang, interrupting their conversation. He glanced at the caller ID and saw that it was Neil, his brow furrowing with concern. "I'll be right back, Anya,"

away to answer the phone, Anya watched him with a sense of trepidation. She knew that

worst.