Your Guise Is Slipping, Miss Pearl

That comment wasn't exactly supportive; it was more of a neutral observation. However, it quickly came under attack. [Rosalie is just some bullsh*t!]

Seeing this person's critical comment, Rosalie felt her anger flare up. She was about to respond when someone leaned over her shoulder. "What's going on, Rosalie? You look upset. Is something bothering you?" Celine held a coffee cup and wore a seemingly innocent smile. "Oh, it's nothing," Rosalie replied, tucking her phone away as Celine approached.

"You've just created a new account, and I bet your video has gone viral by now. I remember when I posted my first video and got a few million likes too," Celine said, maintaining her smile but concealing her envy.

She believed Rosalie was incredibly lucky, with the viral video and supportive followers. However, she couldn't help herself from undermining her success by paying some people to leave negative comments. Even if Rosalie became famous, it would be for the wrong reasons.

compliment," Rosalie replied, though she detected a mocking

shoulder, her eyes filled with coldness. "But... the comments don't seem very nice, do they? I've been around longer than you, so it's only natural that this happened. Don't worry, once it settles down,

have to be so concerned because I don't really care. You know it's a misunderstanding, and the

from the sidelines," Celine said naively, underestimating the power of the fans. She then turned

she appeared. This was her first encounter with online

the company due to the president's influence, and she was well aware of Celine's animosity toward her. She

feeling overwhelmed, she received a call from the president's office. Seeing Pearl's name on the screen, Rosalie gathered

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