Too late for a second chance (Lila and Dorian)

Chapter 197

Lila chuckled softly. With all the commotion, there was no way Dorian didn't know what was happening. If he wanted to ride this wave of attention, he'd have to deal with the risks that came with it.

But this time, she was wrong.

Dorian really had no clue about the online chaos. He'd been in a foul mood for days, and the stress and constant traveling had taken a toll on him. After an angry outburst at the office, he'd gone home, downed some alcohol, and passed out, only to wake up later with a fever that left him miserable.

When Ryan and Ethan rushed over to deliver the news, Dorian was still burning up.

As Ethan nervously filled him in, Dorian let out a bitter laugh, though his gaze turned razor-sharp as it shifted to his agent. It was the kind of look that could slice through steel.

Ryan stammered, visibly trembling. "Dorian, I swear I was just trying to help you. I didn't think the fans would escalate things and go after the director. I really didn't think it would get this bad. I'm sorry... I'm so sorry..."

Dorian didn't bother to hear him out. "Idiot! If this mess isn't cleaned up, none of you are walking away from this unscathed. Get lost now!"

His voice was low, but it carried the weight of venom, wrapping around the room like a snake ready to strike. Ryan and Ethan both felt like they were in immediate danger.

none of this

it really have to be

away, looking as though he wanted to vanish into thin air. The

situation, but the damage had already been done. Too

their official channels. They praised Michael for his outstanding performance without mentioning Dorian by name and congratulated him on

his fists. His

officially announcing the leads for the drama "City

had skyrocketed to fame, especially after a wildly successful period drama earlier

who'd gained popularity from a low-budget drama. He had

to him. He shot up from the couch, hurling his phone

told me Claire was cast as the lead for that film. Why is it,

one-word difference completely transformed the film's prestige. Joyce Group must

be his deal. A project was handed to him on a silver platter. And now it was gone,

But the look in Dorian's eyes was enough to shut