Chapter 355
"The audience is the audience, and you''re you. This is happening to you; are you just going to stand
by and watch?" Brad York was on edge and fuming, while Izabe was nonchnt.
After all, it was him who had signed Izabe onto the show, betting his reputation on it.
"I don''t know whether to call you magnanimous or clueless."
"I''ve never been magnanimous."
"Then what the hell are you doing?" Brad York asked.
Izabe leaned back in her chair, legs crossed, sleeves rolled up, revealing her slender arms. Her
eyes were narrowed and as cunning as a fox’s.
"I''m just watching the show, seeing what kind of mess they can stir up. It''s still early, Mr. York; just
be patient for a couple more days and see the results. We can''t let the free publicity go to waste."
Hearing her confident tone, Brad York had a hunch that she must have an ace up her sleeve to be
so rxed about the situation.
Brad York was itching to know, "Do you have a trump card? Let''s hear it."
"I can''t tell you now, but you''ll know the day after tomorrow."
The day after tomorrow is when Ariana is going to hold a press conference, right? Is Izabe
nning to crash it? If that''s the case, it would be exhrating.
"Well, if you say so, then I''ll rest easy."
Izabe hummed in response, "Mr. York, I need to trouble you to put in a good word for me with Mr.
Kane."
"He doesn''t me you; he has seen your ability. He even feels sorry for not being able to stand up
for you." Izabe just smiled and didn''t say anything.
These people jump around, the higher they jump, the harder they fall. By now, Izabe''s past had
been thoroughly dug up.
This situation was far from simple, and it was obvious that the puppet master behind it all was her
agent, Graham.
The recording device she held in her hand was Graham''s Achilles'' heel. He wanted to get rid of her,
but he couldn''t do it openly, so he used a little trick to try and kill her with a borrowed knife.
At this point, even if she wanted to expose something, not many people would take her seriously.
Instead, they would think she was ying the victim, and she would end up in a standoff with the
company, leading to a total breakdown.
Graham had already sent her the contract termination. She could leave as soon as she signed it.
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But if she just left like that, even if she managed to clear her name, it would be a loss. She hadn''t
forgotten her original goal. That was to get revenge for Bell Salotti and to investigate Kristin Lasley''s
background.
That night, Casey sent her a message, asking her what she nned to do next and offering to help.
But Izabe declined.
"Izabe, don''t always try to shoulder everything on your own. We''re friends. You can rely on me a
bit."
Izabe stared at the message. It seemed that no one had ever told her she could rely on them.
From the moment she was born, she had a life hanging over her, and the only person who was kind
to her in her family was her grandfather.
Her grandfather alwaysforted her, telling her to be strong and not to rely too much on others.
At the age of eighteen, Izabe took over the family business. She got used to dealing with
problems on her own and not relying on others easily.
Because she knew that reliance could be a habit. If the person she relied on left, her life would
be even harder.
"I can handle it." Izabe quickly replied to the message and put down her phone.
The next day, Izabe received a text from Liam.
It was mainly about the adoption of Niki and the issue of divorce alimony.
She would definitely have to wait until she returned to J City to adopt Niki. As for the alimony, she
was worried about not having money, but Brett just handed it to her.
Eight hundred million, enough to buy ten economicpanies.
Izabe provided a bank ount and received the transfer that night. Izabe became a millionaire
overnight, and having money made things a lot easier.
Izabe called a reporter anonymously.
"I have a recording and video of the recent hot feud between Ariana and Izabe. Are you
interested?"
The other party was very interested, "What''s it about?"
Izabe sent him the recording and video in a file, "You can take a look; there are detailed
timestamps on the video and recording. Whether it’s fake or not, you can find a professional to
judge it. Believe it or not, it''s up to you."
The other party immediately went offline to check the files Izabe sent him. After ten minutes, he
came back and sent, "Awesome", and asked another question.
"I can''t just take it for free, right? What do you want?"
"I don''t want anything; just ask the parties at tomorrow''s press conference if Izabe really didn''t
rehearse a scene with them. Remember to ask a lot and ask repeatedly."
"I get it."
She put her phone on the bedside table to charge. From time to time, a piece of recent hot search
news popped up.
Blood Ties was spected to be boycotted and stopped shooting.
A counterattack should be swift, urate, and ruthless. Give them a p in the face when they''re
most proud, make them fall from heaven into the mud, and destroy their glory. That''s true
satisfaction.
With everything in ce, Izabe could finally sleep peacefully. Everything was moving in the right
direction. She had money, and once she solved her current troubles, she could go back to J City to
pick up Niki.
At nine o''clock the next morning.
Ariana and Harper held a press conference. Ariana, in a in dress, looked frail in the wind. Harper
supported her as they slowly approached. The spotlight illuminated her face, making her look pale
as if she had just recovered from a serious illness.
After the two took their seats, the reporters below scrambled to ask questions, hoping to dig up
more dirt.
Ariana had prepared a script in advance and left no room for mistakes.
"Ariana, can you tell us when the show started filming?"
Ariana replied, "On the 5th of this month. I arrived in R City on the 4th."
The reporter continued, "How did the show decide on the groups and distribute the scripts?"
"The rules of the show are such that actors are ranked based on audience reviews of their acting
chops. The highest rank is the S ss, while the lowest is the D ss. My Harper here bagged an S
ss, while Izabe got a D. S ss actors can pick scripts at their own discretion and have the
right to tweak them." Ariana chimed in, nudging Harper with her elbow to prompt him to speak,
"Right, Harper?"
Harper, who had been silent till now, gave a somewhat stiff smile, "Yes, that''s all there in our
contracts."
"And can I ask when did you tweak the script, and when did you send it to Izabe?"