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?"

you get those marks on your face? How did you manage to marry the show's investor with

are you holding onto your husband to thwart Liliana's plans? Have you and Liliana had any fights

"Miss Amarise."

was relentless, making Amara's head

and hounded with infuriating questions tested even her limits; she was on the

but I'm not the scriptwriter Amarise, and I don't wish to answer

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

not just some people to be trifled with; her words fell on deaf ears

a bespectacled male reporter asked a particularly

had a normal intimate life with your husband? Is it true he

he has no interest

you?"

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

What happens in her

crowd was forcibly