Chapter 1341 Revealing The Truth Behind The C...


    The following day, Vivi''s car ident once again dominated the trending news.


    ording to police reports, Vivi''s ident resulted from her consumption of illicit drugs, causing a


    sudden illness while driving. Consequently, she was unable to brake or swerve in time to avoid an


    obstacle, leading to the mishap.


    This twist in the narrative left the Inte users, who were initially seething with righteous


    indignation, utterly confused.


    "I never imagined Vivi''s ident would be a consequence of her own physical condition, and not a


    malicious plot against her. We were wrong to target J."


    "J is affluent and influential. She must have bribed the authorities to veil the actual facts!"


    "But where did Vivi procure these drugs? The police owe us an exnation. For all we know,


    someone could''ve intentionally administered them to her!" "Indeed! A thorough investigation of


    these illicit substances must be conducted immediately. Who knows how many people could be


    jeopardizing their lives with these hazardous drugs as we speak."


    As the public continued to question the circumstances, news of Star Entertainment''s influencers


    indulging in heavy illicit drug use surfaced. This revtion rapidly climbed the trending charts,


    igniting fervent online discussions. Authorities promptly shut down Star Entertainment, instructing


    the firm to enforce rectifications and adhere to regtions before it could rmence operations.


    Many influencers were stunned upon discovering the lethal potential of the drugs they had been


    consuming, and they demanded contract terminations andpensations.


    Some influencers went as far as provoking their followers to assail Star Entertainment, hoping to


    extract additionalpensations.


    In her office, Suzanne stared at news of herpany being mandated to make corrections and at


    the termination contracts of her employees. Blinded by rage, she swept everything off her desk onto


    the floor.


    "Boss..." The assistant recoiled in terror. "Along with our top influencer Momo terminating her


    contract, several other firms also want to sever ties with us... What should we do?"


    "Termination?" Suzanne scoffed. "Fine! Anyone who wants to leave can take a hike. They''re nothing


    more than ingrates. I''ll bide my time to see whoughsst!"


    The assistant hastily nodded and swiftly retreated from the office.


    "J White! You''re responsible for my current predicament." Suzanne clenched her fists tightly;


    her eyes were brimming with malice, and her face contorted as if she were a demon straight out of


    hell. "I won''t let you go scot-free! I''ll ensure you can''t escape my vengeance!" Her words carried an


    ominous undertone.


    *****


    "Ah-choo!" J sneezed just as she entered her studio. "Odd, why did I sneeze?"


    She didn''t give it much thought, proceeding into her office, contemting her work for the day, when


    her gazended on an extravagant bouquet of red roses and a fancy fruit basket.


    "Lexi, who sent these?" J frowned, instinctively picturing Clyde''s face, which induced a


    nauseating


    shudder that coursed through her.


    Was he still persisting in pestering her?


    Behind her, Lexi seemed perplexed, scratching the back of her head as she rified, "These were


    sent by a model named Derek. I initially declined them, but he insisted on delivering them


    personally."


    J hadn''t expected it to be Derek. Her lips twitched as she inquired, "Where is he now?"


    Looking rather nervous, Lexi replied, "He''s been waiting for you in the reception room."


    J exhaled heavily and massaged her forehead. "It''s not your fault. Derek''s tenacity is


    challenging to deal with, even for me. You''re not alone in this struggle. Now, you can get back to


    your tasks."


    In the reception room, Derek lounged leisurely on the sofa, exuding nonchnce and showing no


    signs of unfamiliarity with the ce.


    "Why hasn''t J shown up yet?" Derek grumbledzily. "I''ve been waiting for a good ten minutes."


    J caught wind of hisint as she swung the door open, causing her mouth to twitch in


    response. "Is ten minutes such a long time? I never requested you to wait for me here. If waiting


    bothers you, feel free to leave anytime," J shot back.


    "Atst, the esteemed designer graces us with her presence!"


    Text property ? N?vel(D)ra/ma.Org.


    Upon seeing J enter the room, Derek made no effort to rise from his rxed position on the


    sofa. "A supermodel''s time is valuable, you know. I get paid by the minute for my catwalk


    appearances. Even a mere ten-minute wait amounts to a six-figure appearance fee!"


    On the sidelines, Gilda had had enough of her boyfriend''sid-back attitude. She gave Derek a


    nudge with her foot and warned him, "Sit up straight, or you''ll regret it."