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Falling For The Most Hated Hollywood Girl

Chapter 9 

Word Count: 489    |    Released on: Today at 11:41

anted to be on Alicia's team. She ended up paired with Zane Ryder,

nce," Zane said with a charmin

ing his every move. Chantal was flirting outrageously with the boat's captain. Jul

only silence. Zane cast his

t at the edge of the boat, staring out a

ned to their boat s

" Zane finally asked. "We

right," she said,

itement carrying over the water. Chantal's team landed a decent-siz

ts were merciless. "LOL she's pro

the director was about t

, Alicia

cast the line into the water with a

closed

ts, the temperature shifts, the faint seismic hum of the planet. She didn't command the fish

ed with a whisper of energy half an hour earlier, had diverted a massive sch

ch a fish. She was her

oked at Zane. "Get the lar

, but her tone com

nt arc, the line screaming from the reel. A for

s of frantic beeps. The screen was a solid mass of red, indic

hanging open. "My God... it's a bluefin run! I

ed at Zane and the crew, her voice cutting

down.

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Falling For The Most Hated Hollywood Girl
Falling For The Most Hated Hollywood Girl
“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.”