Chapter 111: Gossip 111

Reading Juicy Gossip in Her Mind Chapter 111 My House Is Not A Dumpster 82%å» 

Danielle was the kind of person who would swallow her own blood before letting it spill, she would never allow others to see her weakness.

She sequestered herself within her room, shutting out all forms of communication, waiting for the tumultuous night to pass, She knew she had lost this round, but she wasn’t about to admit defeat. One day, she would find a way to get even.

After a sleepless night, as dawn broke, she applied her makeup, unlocked her phone, and prepared to head out to work to handle the transition tasks.

The moment she powered on her phone, it was bombarded with messages.

Danielle sneered. She figured it must be one of Maverick’s obsessive fans who still wouldn’t leave her alone, managing to call just as she had turned on Upon checking her phone, she found it was from the company.

A notification for the latest trending topic on Twitter popped up at the top of the mobile screen.

Shocking! A tumultuous love triangle. This is the actual truth Danielle became the biggest scapegoat.

Did last night’s live stream aim to incite fans to cyberbully the manager and divert the focus of the conflict?

Two–faced Maverick, the cuckold king Hendrick, and Mirabelle, master at leading people on.

Confronted with such a drastic shift in the trending topic, Danielle was taken aback. She immediately opened her Twitter only to find several explosive he Just an hour ago, at half past seven in the morning, the rush hour had just begun.

Two marketing accounts successively released videos, capitalizing on the lingering buzz from last night, which immediately set the internet ablaze.

Danielle’s eyes widened gradually as she picked up the incessantly ringing phone. A roar echoed from the other end–

it was the vice president of the company. After all, this blow had directly impacted three of their key revenue generators.

“Danielle, did you cause this?”

Danielle said coldly, “If I could, I would have acted last night.”

“Forget it, you should go to Maverick’s place and find him. We can’t get in touch with him, so you need to discuss quickly on how to resolve this issue.”

you guys Danielle let out a cold laugh, casually cleaning her car. She retorted, “We’ve already terminated our contract, his crises are none of my business!”

“Y–You nurtured him with your own hands. How can you be so heartless?”

D.

Chapter 111 My House Is Not A Dumpster “Ah yes, yes, yes, I’m the most heartless.”

It seemed as though the other party was taken aback. “Have you made up your mind to not care anymore?

“My home isn’t a dump. I don’t sort trash.”

The latter could only say, “At the very least, remove your post from last night.”

Danielle laughed. “That’s my social media account, I’ll do as I please with it. It’s none of your business!“.

She had to resort to defending herself after she was framed. How could she delete it?

It was necessary to continuously remind those fans about the despicable actions their idol had committed.

Not only did she refrain from deleting, she even decided to enable the comments feature.

She would be letting down those who helped her if she didn’t add oil to the fire at times like these.

The only people she could think of who might have both videos and be willing to help her were from the Team A–

list. She picked up her handbag, and like the professional agent she was, stepped out and headed toward Christopher’s agency.

Despite it being early in the morning, the buzz online was no less intense than the previous night.

Netizen: What did I just witness? First, Mirabelle was locking lips with Maverick, putting on a show of a deep, tortured love. Then she was kissing Hendri Netizen: D*mn it, the relationship between these three really had me baffled.

Netizen: So, when Mirabelle originally broke up with Maverick, she was forced by another villain. But why did she have to…

Netizen: She was too afraid to offend that person. A real coward who only preys on the weak. I knew the manager was right from yesterday. Which mana Netizen: So it was a set–

up after all. Blaming the agent for the choice of script, who would’ve thought? It’s true what they say, you can’t judge a book by its cover. It’s hard to tell Netizen: So, Danielle did try to spare our eyes, not wanting us to witness that cringeworthy scene on stage. Unfortunately, she failed, and that’s why we Netizen: Fortunately, the manager managed to successfully terminate the contract. She’s finally free from suffering. The movie is crowded enough with th Netizen: I was halfway through writing a mini critique against the agent when you had me see this?

Netizen: I had it worse. I had just recommended those three to my friends, praising how they bravely faced their feelings, believing in love will find a way -Netizen: There are just too many things wrong with this, I am at a loss for words. I don’t care. I refuse to suffer alone from this dreadful thing. I have to share it with my girlfriends, they’re always one step behind met tib Chapter 111 My House Is Not A Dumpster The door to Maverick’s apartment was frantically pounded on.

The entrance was blocked by Maverick’s assistant, Mirabelle’s assistant, and Hendrick’s agent.

The three of them were all clutching their phones, drenched in sweat, their faces ashen. Yet, despite the passage of time, no one opened the door.

Ultimately, Mirabelle, who was sleeping in the first–floor room, was roused by the noise. Supporting her hangover–

stricken head and weary body, she woke up in a daze.

Recalling something, she was startled and quickly rose from bed. Glancing around, she found the bed empty and breathed a sigh of relief.

Outside, the noise was getting louder. Mirabelle quickly straightened up and went to open the door, eager to keep the disturbance from waking Maverick upstairs.

Looking through the peephole, she spotted the visitor and, upon opening the door, furrowed her brow, saying. “What’s with all this racket so early in the m Something’s happened, Mira!”

“Where is Hendrick?!”

“Where’s Maverick!”

The simultaneous chatter of the three individuals left Mirabelle feeling bewildered. “Hendrick…

he’s been gone for a while now. Maverick should still be upstairs, what’s going on with you all?”

“Hendrick didn’t go back, didn’t you notice?” His manager said angrily, “His shoes are still here!”

Mirabelle was taken aback, unable to react immediately.

“Mira, there’s a serious problem, check your phone!” Mirabelle’s assistant hastily handed her the phone.

The first thing she saw were two familiar videos, followed by trending topics and comments…

Netizen: Had I not seen the video, I wouldn’t have known that the hardworking and unassuming idol I’ve admired for so long is actually like this…

Netizen: Your idol is shameless, not only did she cheat, but she also manipulated Hendrick!

Netizen: Don’t worry, fans of Hendrick, isn’t your idol willingly taking a step back to be the second choice? Maybe he just has that kind of preference. Tru Netizen: Simply put, I am utterly disgusted. These three individuals should just leave the entertainment industry altogether. Their warped values and mor Netizen: But let’s be real, the breakup five years ago was indeed forced upon them. I do sympathize with the young couple they once were. I wonder, ha Netizen: You’re so naive. Given her track record, it’s clear she’s a master manipulator. There’s no way she’d sacrifice herself for others. Only a fool like M From the moment Mirabelle saw the first video, her face turned deathly pale. Her lips trembled as she snatched the phone. staring at it intently. “How cou

Chapter 111 My House Is Not A Dumpster repeating in disbelief.

The comments directed at her nearly exposed all her inner thoughts, pinning her to a pillar of shame.

The persona she had painstakingly crafted seemed on the verge of collapsing.

There was also a particularly troublesome matter; she had slandered Terrence in the video.

If Terrence were to see this…

The color drained from Mirabelle’s face as she read through the comments. Toward the end, she began to tremble. It was over, truly over.

In a state of panic, she immediately scrambled–

up to the second floor, heading straight for the master bedroom. The other three hurriedly followed suit.

Mira burst through the door, exclaiming, “Maverick, something terrible has happened, ah!”

Argh! All I wanted was to see if those three had caught the news and their reactions. Why am I subjected to such mental torment?

During a rare family breakfast, everyone was engrossed in a lively discussion about the delightful news of the morning. However, they were all taken aback by Isabella’s sudden outbur