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Chapter 47
“Call the media houses and pull some strings. We can divert their attention through our
extra efforts for …”
“What if you don’t need to do anything?”
An uninvited person in my office greeted me with a booming smile. Bright’s practical
approach to this situation took a heavy load off my chest.
“My manager had announced an online session with my fans. I can give away free autographs and signed shirts under your company’s banner.”
Bright’s suggestions instantly soothed my taut nerves, I crashed on my chair in relaxation.
“You are the best, Bright.
I owe you big!”
“As you owe me, I deserve compensation or perhaps, a reward, Laura.”
The playful grin on his face skipped my heartbeat as I could easily understand his meaning as a woman. But we were getting serious, and after the dinner date, I felt comfortable around him now. It wouldn’t hurt to go out for a change.
I also deserved happiness in my chaotic life!
As Bright was the antidote of the deadly venom named Leo, I propped my chin on my hand and fluttered my eyelashes flirtatiously.
“I will make sure to pay you well, Bright. You will not regret helping me.’
“That would be great!”
Bright became excited, looking for a spare evening on his schedule. So, I opened my laptop to take a look at the preparations for the signing event.
However, the constant beeping of my cell phone hinted towards an emergency during work. I clicked the notification only to be struck by lightning on a clear sunny day.
09:48
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Echo sent me a blog from a non–famous blogger, but its current reach trembled my hands.
“Miss Laura Becker, the owner of LB cooperation, a slut, or a two timer?”
My anger escalated quickly, touching the roof in no time as I scrolled the blog, appalled by the audacity of the blogger.
“Crazy for ice hockey” posted that I was having a physical relationship with Bright, deceiving Leo. That was why he stood outside my Villa for the whole night.
“After having a child out of wedlock, a small–town girl Laura Becker fixed her eyes on the hockey star Leo, catching his attention through her controversial statement of not signing him. That’s how she achieved her motives and signed him.
Currently, her new prey is Mr. Bright and his old glory for the prosperity…”
“Rubbish!” Balling my fingers into a fist, I banged it on the table, cursing that presumptuous person. He/she slandered me as a flagrant lady, looking for shortcuts for success.
Seething in anger, I dialed my social media coordinator’s number and roared in fury.
“Remove the blog from the internet ASAP!”
My breath came out in short, ragged gasps as I yelled hysterically, this propaganda had pushed my limits.
Just like a common woman, my honor was everything to me. I would have lost my mind if Bright weren’t with me.
He hurriedly gave me a glass of water and comforted me. His simple yet magical words convinced me to open my eyes and look at this slyly staged drama.
“I have read this blog, and believe me, it’s full of crap, Laura. You must be feeling enraged and humiliated, it’s justified as well.
But what you need is completely different from what you are doing.”
Bright comforted me promptly, sharing his secret with me.
“When I was new to this business, my rivals brought a prostitute to public, claiming that I
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had left a pregnant girlfriend alone.
At that time, I barely calmed myself and investigated this matter. The video evidence about that woman’s past was enough to shush my opposition.”
I listened to his personal experience carefully and tried to compare it with my situation, and eventually, it all made sense.
“So, you mean to say that my enemies are jealous, using these dirty tricks to drag me down?
They are expecting me to act rashly and lose my face in public.”
Bright collided his hands to clap for me, his admiration made me blush.
“You are absolutely right, lovely Laura!
Now, you just have to be discreet and investigate this issue. Everything is going to be fine.”
I was blown away by the mastery of my slanderers, their whole game was based on my immature approach to a certain trigger. They observed me closely and pinched my aching nerve, expecting fireworks in response.
So, I was more than pleased to play this round, answering them in the language they wanted to hear. I released a furious blog, engaging the public in endless arguments, and set my plan in motion.
When it wasn’t certain that the mastermind was a woman or a man, playing safe was in my favor. So, I played cautiously in the following days, searching for facts and figures like Bright’s case. Only strong proof can put an end to this shit show.
On the other hand, Bright handled the online event beautifully, replying to all the hatred on my behalf.
“Miss Laura Becker is a hard–working lady, my lovelies. The entire business community is awed by her success.”
Watching his live stream at home was therapeutie, it was the first time that I didn’t get a panic attack after logging into the social media sites.
Bright’s positivity moved his fans‘ hearts, increasing his fame overnight.
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“Honestly speaking, I respect Miss Laura and every working lady, who is struggling to stand strong in front of society’s double standards and harassment nowadays.
Admitting this issue is the least we can do to support females and tell them they aren’t alone
in it.”
He handed about a hundred free signed shirts to the minimum wage workers, winning their hearts with his flawless personality. I seriously wondered how could a man be so perfect?
Perhaps, it was my lucky day as I got a call from brother Henry right after the live stream. He started apologizing as soon as the call was connected.
“I am such a bad brother, my little sister. You must be disappointed.
It turned out that the fraudulent practices of Henry’s accountant caused him a big loss, he was busy tackling this financial carnage in my dad’s company.
Anyway, we discussed the main points on the phone call, then Henry asked me.
“It’s so difficult to remove this content from the internet, but we can trace the identity of the blogger through digital footprints.
Meet me at dinner tomorrow. I will give you a full report with proof.”
