"As public figures with massive influence, we should make contributions to society, set examples, keep ourselves in check, respect public morals, and set a good example for fans.


    However, Kristin Lasley had broken her contract and deceived the public. Therefore, the Maple Group had decided not to provide a tform for anyone who vited morals. Starting today, the Maple Group will terminate all activities of Kristin, and will never allow any immoral actions to disrupt the public morals and order of the society."


    This statement released on the official Twitter ount of the Maple Group, along with the termination notice, had caused quite a stir.


    Soon, the official Twitter ount of the crew also released a termination notice, confirming the news that Kristin was fired.


    ording to the statement of the Maple Group, this issue was more serious thanizens imagined. This was not just about the termination of a contract, Kristin had also been barred from thepany. Since the acquisition of X Entertainment, the Maple Group has remained silent. Who would''ve thought their first statement would be such a shocker?


    Every sentence was a harsh criticism of Kristin. Was it because of her animal abuse? Or because Kristin''s underage fans broke thew in the police station by insulting Izabe?


    But it felt like there''s more to this than met the eye.


    Netizens began to specte, with the number ofizens increasing today. Some worried about Casey, some were just spectators, and some were discussing the matter. All in all, a night''s time was just not enough.


    Izabe had been busy all day and was already sleepy. The shooting of the crew was postponed. She decided to deal with Kristin''s matter first. She believed Kristin woulde knocking in a couple of days. Izabe rolled over, curled up in bed, her hand clenched into a fist and ced on her chest. This was her sleeping position when she was uneasy.


    Casey had slept a lot during the day, but he wasn''t very sleepy at night, so he justy on his side watching Izabe.


    This was the first time he and Izabe slept in the same room. If it could always be like this, he would be willing to take the pain.N?velDrama.Org is the owner.


    He couldn''t quite remember the images he saw in his dreams, and it felt like he had forgotten something important.


    Casey was lost in thought, thinking about the words Brett and the orphanage director had said, the old photograph, the dead people, and the "Izabe" that was burned to death by the fire. The more he though about it, the more his heart ached.


    He didn''t know if it was because he was thinking too much, but he fell asleep in the middle of the night, dreaming of the "Izabe" in the photograph again. She was lying on the ground, unable to stand, being swallowed up by the fire.


    He ran over to save her, but he couldn''t get close, he was sweating bullets.


    When he opened his eyes, it was already light outside. Izabe had long since gotten up, and the bed was neatly made.


    "You''re sweating. Did you have a nightmare again?" Izabe asked.


    She asked because that''s how he woke upst night.


    "Yeah." Casey''s voice was hoarse, and his throat felt like it was stuffed with sand, dry, and painful. "It was a nightmare."


    Izabe casually asked, "What kind of nightmare did you have?"


    Casey said hoarsely, "I can''t remember."


    Izabeforted him: "If you can''t remember, don''t force yourself. You have a concussion now, overthinking can cause headaches."


    The attending doctor came to check on Casey''s condition. It was mainly some external injuries, his right arm was receiving conservative treatment, and he could be discharged today.


    Upon hearing that he could be discharged, Casey immediately contacted someone to handle the discharge procedures.


    There were many people discharged


    in the morning, and Izabe apanied Casey to wait. Casey''s parents and driver came to help pack up. Seeing their son''s spirit after a night''s rest, Casey''s mother was even more pleased with her future daughter-inw.


    "Izabe," she took Izabe''s hand, "you really worked hardst night. Are you busytely? If you have time,e to my house for a visit. I cook really good food."


    "Mom, let''s not. Your cooking skills are really average so it''s best not to show them off." Casey teased from the side.


    Casey''s mother red at him and whispered a warning: "We women are talking; do you have a say?"


    Casey''s father was secretly pleased to see his son being scolded for the first time.


    Seeing this scene, Izabe finally understood why Casey had such a personality.


    Such a harmonious family would make people want to get close to them, but Izabe still declined Bunny''s invitation: "No need; I need to go back to thepany to handle some things." "I see." Disappointment was clear in Casey''s mother''s voice.


    Casey''s expression also became somewhat dim.


    When leaving, Izabe specifically said goodbye to Casey: "You rest well at home and I can handle my own affairs; you take good care of yourself." Izabe looked at his face, which was paler than usual, her gazending on the bandage on his


    forehead.


    She reached out and gently touched it, saying, "Don''t let the wound affect your looks."


    It was just a regr caring remark, but to a sensitive person like Casey, it was like a bolt from the blue. He smiled faintly and said, "Don''t worry, this little injury won''t affect my looks."


    He once said he wouldn''t mind


    Izabe''s past, and he also said he


    would always trust Izabe. Once he liked someone, he won''t change. Even if he''s still standing behind Izabe, not yet in front of her, he will hold this position and won''t give it to anyone.


    Whether it''s the deceased Ryker, Brett, or the inscrutable Nathaniel.


    From this position, as long as Izabe turned around, she could see him.