Falling For The Most Hated Hollywood Girl

Chapter 4

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reet. Alicia wore a plain white t-shirt and jeans, no makeup.

n he saw her. His sharp agent's eyes had been prepared for tears, for desperation, for a broken

fessionally sympathetic. "I'm sorry for what happened. But f

. Blacklisted by the media. Hated by the fanbases of

ssion. When he was finishe

on't need a job. You need a miracle. Go do off

" Alicia said. "I want a

Love'? The celebrity dating show? Do you have any idea who one

ier production. The cast is all A-listers and rising st

s company is an investor. Which means he

hair. "The rumor is he'll show up in the finale as a 'love

d," she said. "Ge

nk getting close to August Hardy is your comeback plan?

ead, she slid a debit

w lines of code redirected from a cartel's offshore crypto wallet into a newly created anonymous account. For her, altering digital records was less taxing than lif

w her accounts had been frozen. He

cted. Not of a desperate girl, but of a queen moving her

l two things: immense risk, a

me, his fingers drumming a

lestial Love,' don't you?" He dropped the bomb, expecting it to shatter her resolve. To put a y

lips. It was a cold, sharp thing. "Isn't th

She wasn't scar

the Alicia

thing. The executive producer, Victoria Cha

oom with her," Alicia sai

moment. "Three days. Wait for my call. And Ali

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“I was the adopted daughter of the wealthy Ruiz family, but the moment their true heir appeared, I was thrown away like trash. Not long after being kicked out, my adoptive father and uncle hired a hitman to stage a fatal car crash on Mulholland Drive. Pinned under an overturned Porsche with a shattered leg, I watched the hitman point a suppressed pistol between my eyes. "The Ruiz family sends their regards." Before this, my reputation had already been completely destroyed by a director, a pop idol, and a reality TV star, leaving me blacklisted and universally hated. My adoptive family didn't just want me ruined; they wanted me permanently silenced to tie up loose ends. The hitman pulled the trigger, and the original Alicia died in despair, tasting only rain and blood. Until her last breath, she didn't understand. Why did the family she loved treat her like a disposable object? Why did those three men maliciously frame her and turn the world against her? Opening my eyes again, the fear was gone, replaced by an ancient, cosmic indifference. I, the Arbiter, had taken over this deceased vessel. Moving faster than the human eye, I crushed the hitman's steel gun with my bare hand and turned his soul into dust. Looking at the memories of those who wronged this girl, I signed a contract for the very reality show they were starring in. Since I borrowed this body, taking out the trash is a required courtesy.”