Chapter 695


    Chapter 695


    Just after Brielle posted her second update on the situation, she hit the inte with a third, this time a video. The clip yed out


    the entire conversation Brielle had with the fan who had knelt before her.


    The truth was as clear as day — the video that had sparked the outrage was maliciously edited.


    [She wrecked my car, so she should pay for it. Is being broke suddenly an excuse? When | didn’t forgive her, she started slinging


    mud ofiline, even deliberately posting misleading videos to incite cyberbullying against me. I’ve handed all evidence to the police,


    and | won''t give up on holding her ountable.]


    The video was unambiguous about what had happened, capturing their exchange and even the moment when the fan asked her


    aplice if they got the footage, plotting to get back at Amelia.


    Three posts, three pieces of evidence, and the inte mobs were silenced, with Ame left without a leg to stand on.


    Amelia watched helplessly as the online world exploded, but this time, it was not at Brielle but at her. It was over; everything had


    crumbled. How could things have turned out this way?


    She felt her knees buckle, dropping to the floor in despair.


    Those who had exposed Brielle were now blushing with embarrassment, wishing they could just vanish into thin air.


    The mob that had been hounding Ster Stage Entertainment couldn’t even look each other in the eye. They scurried away with


    their tails between their legs. They had been defending such a woman one with a scandalous private life who ndered her ex—


    husband and poached his resources. They had been unwitting pawns in her game.


    The shame was unbearable!


    At this pivotal moment, John logged into his Twitter for the first time in years. His feed was still flooded with new messages, the


    vitriolic residue from the days he had stepped away from the spotlight. Like rabid dogs, they had never let go.


    Those hateful messages had haunted him, so much so that he had avoided his ount for years. But now, he was ready to


    return with his head held high. [I’m back. Thanks to Ster Stage Entertainment and Ms. Haywood. Grateful for the new


    beginnings.]


    John’s loyal fans, who had been waiting for hiseback, were moved to tears. They had been powerless back then, insisting


    John was incapable of the abuse and infidelity he was used of. Unfortunately, their voices were drowned out by the chorus of


    nder. Their talented director had been forced into an ignoble retreat.


    They had never lost faith, always believing John would return to filmmaking. Now, their wish hade true.


    “I''m crying so hard. That wicked woman is finally getting hereuppance!”


    “John, we never left. I’ve watched your movies over and over.”N?vel(D)rama.Org''s content.


    “Thank you, Ster Stage Entertainment. Thank you, Brielle.”


    Everyone noticed. John had truly returned after being absent for years. No finger-pointing and no kicking Amelia while she was


    down, just simple gratitude.


    Only after lying in the mire did one understand how hard it was to stand again.


    Gratitude was John’s only sentiment.


    Meanwhile, Beaconsfield College’s official ount stepped into the fray, addressing the public’s skepticism and revealing


    Brielle’s admission scores, her grades in each subject, and even her thesis defense video.


    [At the request of the public, we are disclosing the academic records and thesis defense video of our alumna, Ms. Brielle.


    Throughout her time here, she maintained the top GPA in her ss and represented our college as an exchange student for a


    year, earning excellent marks. Ms. Brielle has always been an exemry member of our alumni.]