The Billionaire's Mistake

MISTAKE 61

Chapter 61: Behind the scenes

Anya shook her head, her fingers trembling as they danced across the keyboard. "I can't," she whispered, her voice barely audible above the whirring of the laptop's fan. "I can't just ignore what's happening to me. That is my image going up in flames. This is what they wanted. Stanley and Autumn actually succeeded." Daniel sank down onto the edge of the bed, his eyes pleading with her to listen. "I know it's hard," he said gently, reaching out to touch her hand. "But you can't let this consume you. You're stronger than this, Anya. You can't let them win."

Anya's breath caught in her throat, her eyes burning with unshed tears. She knew he was right, but no one knows how it feels to be bullied on the net until they have experienced it. She knew all these things, but it was so hard. It had suddenly become too overwhelming to face the world outside her room.

Daniel leaned in closer, his voice barely above a whisper. "Listen," he said, his eyes shining with determination. "If you cannot calm down or have confidence in yourself, have confidence in me. Do you think that a little company can deal with me? Do you think I cannot even protect you? You are my wife. When they attack you, they are attacking me."

A flicker of hope ignited within Anya's chest. She looked up at Daniel, her eyes filled with fragility.

"You will make it go away?" she asked.

"I will make it all go away," he assured her.

"Really?"

Daniel smiled, squeezing her hand gently. "Really," he said, his voice unwavering in its certainty. "Stanley and Autumn, I will make them all pay."

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Only after making

grim look frozen on his face. Anyone who knew him would be able to spot that this Daniel was ready to kill someone at this moment. His footsteps echoed through the silent house, each one a reminder of Anya's pain.

his mother asked, her voice filled with worry. "I have sent

the empty tray of food before handing it to a passing

won't she come down then?" Rodney asked, "I have

on the net. She is being

did what?" His father asked, "Why haven't you taken

the chill in his eyes that radiated off him like a smoke near a flame. "Someone is blocking us from taking it down," he replied, his voice mirroring the chill in his eyes. "It is as though someone is intending to handle Anya in one move." "Someone that can stop you from taking down a trending topic?" his father asked with a

to me that this is not as simple as trying to take her art." Daniel

hand on his shoulder, his gaze steady and

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though someone is trying to sound us out,"

of something wrong. It was as though someone wanted to find out what he would do. "I know," he said softly, his voice lowering dangerously. "It almost feels as though someone is messing with me." Rodney, a stoic figure seated in his favorite armchair by the fireplace, spoke up next. "Time is of the essence, Daniel," he said, his voice grave with urgency. "The longer this drags on, the harder it will be for Anya to lift her head again. You need to deal with this swiftly, decisively." Daniel's stomach churned with guilt as he recalled Anya's state. "The people hiding may take some time, but I can definitely

you can't remove the trending

fine, Grandpa," he said, his voice laced with venom. "Since they want to be famous,

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to the heart of the

the first place? You should have released it the moment they started talking about

given them a chance to do anything. You should have stuck first," his mother chimed

many ways to deal with them without considering what