Under the Veil I Rule

Chapter 73

The moment the photos leaked, Amara knew it was only a matter of time before a swarm of reporters descended upon her, eager to snag the first scoop.

She realized she needed to find a safe haven, somewhere she wouldn't be found. If she delayed even a few hours, she risked being surrounded by the press.

With this in mind, Amara quickly packed her things, whispering to herself, "You're smart, Amara. You've seen through this mess. Now, stay calm and get out of here."

She forced herself to suppress the storm of anger, panic, and sorrow swirling inside her, grabbed her bag, and made a hasty exit.

But she was already too late. Just as she stepped out of the film set's back entrance, a throng of reporters hidden nearby, cameras at the ready, sprang up like a pack of wolves, surrounding her completely.

Amara was taken aback. She had peeked outside before stepping out, ensuring the coast was clear. Where on earth had they all come from?

"Excuse me, Miss, are you the scriptwriter 'Amarise'? Could you remove your mask for a photo?"

on your face? How

Liliana's plans? Have you

"Miss Amarise."

questions was

but being jostled around and hounded with infuriating questions tested even her limits; she was on the verge of getting

the scriptwriter Amarise, and

with most of her face hidden behind a mask, she could deny being Amarise.

reporters were not just some people to be trifled with; her words fell on deaf ears as they continued

reporter asked a

your hideous looks, have you had a normal

has no interest

you?"

a slap, a wave of humiliation threatening to overpower her. If she hadn't been so composed, she might have lashed

off! What happens in her marriage

crowd was forcibly parted.