Falling For The Most Hated Hollywood Girl

Chapter 8

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ugh the water toward Catalina Island fell

all. Her "o

e pop idol, who immediately looked away, unable to meet her eyes. Jamie Burt, the real

Hayes, a rival actress, let out a theatrical laugh. "Oh, look wha

, moving toward an

is, our special 'surprise' cast member! Anyone got a message for A

asses and leaned back, an island of calm in a sea of hostility. He

young. It's natural to want fame. But this... this is just pathetic. If you apo

with a slimy insinua

collection of decaying cells. His soul-light was particularly dim, she noted, flickering like a faulty bulb and tinged wi

e deck. "I would strongly advise you to see a doctor about your

n rushed back, turning it a mottled purpl

lence fell o

stepped forward. "Alicia, come on.

she said conversationally. "Shall I recite a few lines? The one where y

n the lie that she had pursued him relentlessly. He

two sentences, she had neutered th

tured action star, watched her with

roducer announced the first challen

oducer announced, "will win a private dinner with a powerfu

e's eye

. This was

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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.”