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"Isn't that Isabella? She's been with so many guys, and now she's talking about true love. What a joke!"

"No wonder Sebastian doesn't like her. He thinks she's trash. Who'd want a slut?"

"We all fell for her innocent act. Sacrificing for love? More like she can't have kids anymore from all the fooling around!" The crowd went wild, throwing out all kinds of nasty comments.

Isabella had no clue. She was still on stage, tearfully talking to reporters about her undying love.

Her assistant rushed up, whispered, "Ms. Vale, something's happened."

She handed Isabella a photo.

Isabella's smile froze. 'Why are these photos from three years ago showing up now? And they're so explicit.'

She panicked and started crying, "These are fake! Someone's trying to set me up. I swear, I'm not lying. Please, believe me."

Someone in the crowd yelled, "I'm a photo editing expert. These photos are real. Not one is fake."

The audience got even more riled up.

The pure girl they thought they knew was now a slut.

Isabella's dirty secret was out, and her fans couldn't handle it.

Then the staff came up to restore order and dropped another bombshell: all of Isabella's piano performances were fake.

The crowd went nuts. Fans started throwing things at the stage.

Isabella's white dress was soon covered in stains.

No matter how much she explained, it was useless.

dreaming of his daughter being praised, was stunned by

up, get her out the

"Mr. Vale, the back door's blocked by fans. We have

up and

get Isabella

had never been so

he was on cloud nine, proud

all his friends. It

sat in the

image had collapsed. How could she ever get close to Sebastian now, let alone marry

real. Joey set me up. She doesn't want Sebastian to be

crying erased Darren's

her head, "I believe you. I'll find out who did this. If it

of triumph

still had Darren. As long

heart. Even if her true identity came out later, Joey's stubbornness would keep her

be part of

Joey had taken everything from her, the malice

the complete story. Share the joy of reading with others and spread the word. The next chapter is just a visit away! Joey sat quietly in the back row, watching the chaos unfold. A flicker of

Connie's poster being torn apart,

in front of the poster, she felt a pang of guilt. She had aimed to expose Isabella, not tarnish Connie's reputation. Connie was a renowned artist, gentle and kind. How could she have a daughter as ruthless as Isabella? Joey carefully pieced the torn poster back together, looking at Connie's smiling eyes, and

she turned

hadn't walked far

came through. "Ms. Blackwood, have you forgotten

hoarse and a bit clingy, making Joey's scalp tingle.

have something to

I fell down the stairs and

sincere and gentle, with no hint of

anxious. "Didn't I tell you to

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