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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.

daughter being praised, was stunned

"Hurry up, get

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

up and

get Isabella into

had never been

he was on cloud nine, proud of his daughter. Now, everything was upside

all his friends. It was

sat in the

had collapsed. How could she ever get close to Sebastian

arm, crying, "Dad, those photos aren't real. Joey set me up. She doesn't

crying

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

of triumph flashed

she still had Darren. As long

go after Joey, to break her heart. Even if her true identity

would always be part of

about how Joey had taken everything from her, the malice in Isabella's

spread the word. The next

Connie's poster being torn apart,

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

turned and

far when her

Joey answered, a pitiful voice came through. "Ms. Blackwood, have you forgotten there's a man waiting for

bit clingy, making Joey's scalp tingle. How had she never noticed

said, "I have something to do tonight. You eat

about to hang up, she heard Sebastian's deep voice calling her. "Joey, I fell down the stairs and

tone was sincere and gentle, with no hint

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

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