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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.

praised, was stunned

ordered the bodyguards, "Hurry up, get

ran up, "Mr. Vale, the back door's blocked

up and

get Isabella

had never

cloud nine, proud of

his friends. It

in the

image had collapsed. How could she ever get close to Sebastian

aren't real. Joey set me up. She doesn't want Sebastian to be with me. You have

crying erased

"I believe you. I'll find out who did this.

glint of triumph flashed in Isabella's tear-filled

she still had Darren. As long as Darren was on her side,

her true identity came out later, Joey's stubbornness would keep

would always be part of the

had taken everything from her, the malice in Isabella's eyes grew

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she left and saw Connie's poster being torn

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

she turned

far

pitiful voice came through. "Ms. Blackwood, have you forgotten there's a

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

moment and said, "I have something to do tonight. You

voice calling her. "Joey, I fell down the stairs and pulled my wound. It's

tone was sincere and gentle,

immediately became anxious. "Didn't I tell you to stay in bed? Why

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