Chapter 84
Chapter 84
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Right after posting on Twitter, he sat down and drank champagne with Elara Aster.
The glasses clinked in midair, making a satisfying sound.
They drank quite a bit, and with other types of alcohol as well, they were a little tipsy.
Elara grabbed her phone to keep following the online discussions and saw a new post from Ian on Twitter.
The post contained a video showing the events of that night.
The video was clear enough to see that the woman wearing a hat and mask didn’t actually strike anyone; she only pulled out a dagger to scare Elara.
From this angle, you can see the female agent pressing a finger between the dagger and Elara Aster’s face, but it’s actually some distance away from her face.
The reason Elara Aster felt cold on her cheek at that moment was because of Yolanda’s fingernail.
At that time, everyone was panicking and didn’t notice this scene; everyone was too frightened by Yolanda’s ruthlessness.
Now with the video angle so clear, it’s obvious that the story about Elara Aster’s face being cut by a dagger is false.
Ian also posted a statement on his Twitter.
[“I’m really sorry. That night, I was filming a night scene with senior Elara. We encountered heavy rain. Because senior Elara dropped a bracelet sponsored by the company, she asked me to retrieve it. When I returned, the crew’s shuttle had already left, and I was left behind. My agent sister was probably too anxious since she asked senior Elara for my address, but senior Elara refused to provide it.”]
This video is so clear that even Elara Aster’s fear on her face is clearly visible, as well as her initial arrogance.
Elara Aster’s blood ran cold–whose video is this anyway?
Simone’s crew clearly doesn’t allow anyone to record videos without permission.
She remembered–Simone wasn’t there that night!
Elara Aster just felt her chest trembling, caught off guard by this video, and quickly posted another update.
[I was the one scratched afterward. I don’t know what Ian intended by posting this video. Your agent was the one who scratched my face afterward.]
The hesitant netizens instantly became resolute after seeing this update.
Yeah, what can a random, pointless video prove? It only shows that Elara Aster and lan’s agent did clash. If the agent then got physical, that gives a solid reason.
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The backlash continued.
“Shameless. Posting a video like this now, thinking we’ll all side with you?”
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“Your agent has a nice figure. I wonder how many people she slept with to get you these opportunities.”
“Your family is so arrogant, who would want to work with you now? Get out of the entertainment industry!”
“Get out of the entertainment industry!”
Seeing that the video didn’t turn public opinion around, Elara Aster sighed in relief, almost choking on her drink.
She had previously gotten Tessa Gilbert’s phone number from someone and now couldn’t resist calling her directly, cursing her out while drunk.
“Bitch! Go to hell with Ian; netizens won’t spare either of you!”
“Tessa, I’ll make you see who really runs this entertainment industry!”
But soon, Ian’s Twitter posted a photo taken last night showing Elara Aster going downstairs to throw out the trash.
In the photo, her face was perfectly clean, with no scars whatsoever.
Then, a video was posted where the camera zoomed in repeatedly, clearly showing Elara’s clean face as she sneaked around like she was hiding something shameful.
The community’s large screen nearby displayed the time–9 p.m. last night.
Next, they released an audio clip of the exact insults Elara had just shouted.
The three consecutive posts all proved that Elara’s face wasn’t injured and that she still had time to call Tessa Gilbert to provoke her verbally.
The netizens were confused and didn’t know who to believe.
Ian mentioned Elara Aster on Twitter, saying, “I’ve reported to the police. They are now downstairs at your apartment building. Whether you have injuries on your face or not, I believe the police will provide an official statement. If you are deliberately defaming me and my agent, I will sue you.”
This last message was incredibly bold.
Only then did everyone realize that if Elara Aster was truly injured, it would be an intentional assault. She could just call the police instead of posting so many complaints online. As soon as the police got involved, Ian would be finished.
But she didn’t call the police; it was lan who actually dared to report it.
You can tell immediately who’s innocent and who’s guilty.
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Elara Aster finally sobered up completely when she heard the doorbell outside- it was the police.
She didn’t dare open the door; she couldn’t have really slashed her cheek so deeply with a knife- that face was how she made her living.
She took a deep breath, quickly opened the window, and tried to run.
But the police broke in, and with them came several bold reporters who immediately livestreamed the whole scene to capitalize on the attention.
On the livestream, Elara’s figure by the window was clearly visible. She shouted like a clown, “If you come any closer, I’ll jump!”
She kept one hand over her face, especially during those shots, her expression full of panic.
But everyone watching the live stream could see clearly that her face had no scars at all.
This was a complete scam from start to finish!
Viewers just felt the burn on their cheeks, as if Elara Aster had taken a knife to them.
Elara Aster’s fans were still fighting back.
“Elara loves her looks; she must have used some special trick to hide those scars.”
“She’s about to jump off a building, what more do you want? Are you trying to drive her to death?”
“No matter what others say, I’ll always support Elara.”
Sharp–eyed viewers in the live stream noticed a man in Elara Aster’s room.
The man was now drunk and lying on the floor, with several empty bottles scattered on the table.
If anyone knows the assistant director, they recognized him instantly.
“Isn’t this the assistant director who spoke up? It’s so late–why is he still in Elara Aster’s room? Damn! These two are definitely working together!”
“They must’ve been involved for a while. Ian really hit the worst luck to get tangled up with those two.”
“He’s been cursed millions of times. Honestly, I think he should be the one dealing with depression.”
“Wahhh, my underappreciated brother is finally being noticed. I don’t know whether to cry or laugh, but either way, he’s really blown up.”
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Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.
Part 1: The Discovery of BetrayalYolanda Grant’s marriage was built on patience, sacrifice, and quiet endurance — but that illusion shattered in one night. It was late when she arrived at a dark, empty alley after receiving a mysterious message with an address. At first, she thought it was a misunderstanding. After all, her husband Charles Sinclair — a man of wealth, power, and refined taste — would never lower himself to something so vulgar. But when she saw him holding a young woman in his arms, kissing and touching her like a man possessed, every ounce of denial drained from her. Charles, the proud and disciplined businessman, was cheating — and in a filthy alleyway, no less.Part 2: The Scene of HumiliationFrom the safety of her car, Yolanda watched as the scene unfolded. The woman clinging to Charles was frail, trembling, and emotional, like a flower blooming in the mud. The surroundings — the stained floor, damp walls, and suffocating darkness — mocked everything Charles had always claimed to be. This wasn’t just infidelity; it was degradation. Yolanda’s mind swirled with disbelief. Her husband, who obsessed over class and perfection, had become a man of impulse and dirt. She didn’t confront him or make a scene; she didn’t even cry. Instead, she leaned back in her seat, numb, realizing that her marriage was already over in spirit.Part 3: Two Years of DevotionAs she sat there, flashes of the past flooded her mind. Two years of marriage — two years of her trying to please him in every way. She had known from the start that Charles didn’t love her. On their wedding day, he had made it painfully clear that his heart already belonged to another woman. Still, Yolanda married him out of hope, out of love, out of the foolish belief that devotion could melt even the coldest heart. She gave up her career, her ambitions, and her independence, just to prove she was worthy of him. She cared for him like a nurse for her patient — cooking his meals, planning his wardrobe, and tending to every detail of his life. And in return, she got nothing but distance and silence.Part 4: The Breaking PointNow, watching him entwined with another woman, everything she had built inside her — the patience, the sacrifice, the illusion — collapsed. The man she had once called her husband had become unrecognizable. He had torn off his noble mask and revealed himself as nothing more than a beast driven by desire. Yolanda felt like she’d been slapped, her dignity shattered into pieces. But instead of screaming or crying, she felt an eerie calm. Her pain was too deep to express. All she could think was: This marriage must end.Part 5: Charles’s UneaseWhile Yolanda drove home, Charles suddenly sensed that something was wrong. The headlights of a passing car illuminated his face, and a chill ran down his spine. He didn’t know whose car it was, but unease stirred in his chest. The girl in his arms whimpered for his attention, but his mind was already elsewhere. Straightening his clothes, he pulled away coldly. “That’s enough for tonight,” he said flatly. “The company’s got big projects. I can’t afford divorce rumors right now.” His words revealed not love, but calculation — every move guided by image and control. The girl, blinded by her feelings, agreed softly, claiming she would wait. But to Charles, it was just another temporary indulgence.Part 6: The Return HomeWhen Yolanda returned home, the villa felt colder than ever. She had just come out of the shower when Charles entered the bedroom, carrying his jacket. He looked as immaculate as always — tall, handsome, commanding — but tonight, his arrogance seemed cruel. On his pristine white shirt, Yolanda noticed a faint smear of pink lip gloss. She had never worn lip gloss; she hated its stickiness. That small, shiny mark told her everything she needed to know. As she dried her hair, she kept her expression neutral, unwilling to give him the satisfaction of seeing her pain.Part 7: The Cold ConversationCharles glanced at her and asked casually, “When did you get back?”“This afternoon,” she replied.He loosened his tie, unbuttoning his shirt as if nothing had happened. “I was out playing golf tonight,” he added. The lie rolled off his tongue effortlessly. Through the reflection in the window, Yolanda saw the dirt on his back — proof that golf wasn’t the only game he’d been playing. With quiet fury, she shot back, “Then I guess you scored plenty of holes. Congrats.”Her sarcasm caught him off guard. For the first time, he frowned, slightly unsettled. He wasn’t used to this tone from her — the woman who once worshiped him now sounded indifferent, almost mocking.Part 8: His Cruel ArroganceInstead of apologizing, Charles smirked and wrapped his arm around her waist. “Are you mad? I told you when we got married that I didn’t love you. If you’re that unhappy, find someone else to cheat with.” His words cut through her like a blade. It wasn’t just betrayal anymore — it was humiliation. He treated her heartbreak as an inconvenience, as if her pain were irrelevant. Inside, Yolanda’s chest felt like it was being strangled with wire, every breath searing. Yet she stayed silent. Her quietness, once a sign of love, now turned into armor.Part 9: The Memory of InnocenceIn that moment, Yolanda’s mind drifted back to when she first met Charles. She was young, freshly adopted into the Grant family, and he was already the picture of perfection — disciplined, confident, untouchable. Back then, she looked at him with admiration and love. To her, he was everything she aspired to be. Never in her wildest dreams did she imagine that this same man would someday make her feel worthless. All those years of love, of marriage, of giving — they now felt like a cruel joke.Part 10: A New Beginning Hidden in the Word “Fine”Charles chuckled when she finally said, “Fine.” To him, it was just another empty threat, another outburst that would fade with time. He kissed her cheek, confident that her love would keep her shackled to him forever. What he didn’t realize was that this time, “Fine” wasn’t surrender — it was goodbye. Behind her calm eyes, Yolanda had already made her decision. The love that once bound her had turned to ash, and from that ash, something new was forming — strength.Chapter 1 ends with Yolanda’s quiet determination to take back her life. She won’t cry or beg anymore. This time, she’ll walk away — not as a broken wife, but as a woman reborn through betrayal.
