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Upon awakening, I realized that my boyfriend, the movie star, who was begging me not to break up with him would eventually make me die miserably on the street for the sake of an innocent female lead.
So, after he was shelved, I resolutely accepted the pursuit of the CEO.
Within a year, the CEO elevated me from an unknown nobody to a popular actress.
At the award ceremony, Carl Ellis, who somehow managed to rise again, unexpectedly became the presenter.
A reporter asked him, "Do you have any words of encouragement for Kacie Bradley?"
Carl sneered,
"I hoped her to work harder in Mr. Chapman's bed,
or crawl back into mine."
When he said this, the whole audience was in uproar.
The reporters immediately rushed towards Liam Chapman, who was seated in the center of the judging panel.
"Mr. Chapman, there were rumors on Twitter that you were keeping a female celebrity as a mistress. Is this celebrity Kacie?"
"Mr. Chapman, are all the countless resources that Kacie has received this year due to your support behind the scenes?"
The awards ceremony was being broadcast live,
and many people were loudly condemning online,
"Kacie is with two men at the same time,
how shameless."
"Kacie is just a bitch.
I wonder when Mr. Chapman will get tired of her."
The online abuse seemed to echo Carl's inner thoughts.
He looked at me with disdain, as if thought to himself. See? you didn't choose me in the beginning, are you regretting it now?
But soon, his expression turned puzzled.
Perhaps he noticed that I wasn't panicking at all and was even admiring the trophy in my hand.
This trophy was the support Liam provided me.
It was also something that built my confidence.
At this moment, Liam cleared his throat and said with a smile.
"Mr. Ellis, you seem to have a misunderstanding about yourself.
Kacie only climbs into beds she's familiar with,
and besides,
you're not that great."
Hearing this, the audience burst into laughter.
Carl, trying to save face, continued to belittle me, "Mr. Chapman, you probably don't know what kind of person Kacie is, right?
If you run out of money one day,
she'll immediately dump you and climb into someone else's bed."
He thought this would make me crumble.
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