Chapter 922



No wonder she had been behaving so brazenly—she had even released that video herself, effectively exonerating her of any wrongdoing! A dry chuckle escaped Belinda’s lips as she processed this revelation.

“I understand,” she said with a curt nod of acknowledgment before swiftly exiting the room.

At this moment, her priority was to devise a strategy for addressing this troubling situation. As for dealing with the bribed staff member, that would be a matter for another time.

At a film studio, inside a lounge, Mitchell’s assistant, who had been scrolling through Twitter, suddenly gasped, “Mitchell! You have to see this! One of your most devoted fans was assaulted by Belinda! She is completely out of control!”

Mitchell’s expression darkened instantly. He snatched the phone from his assistant’s hand and scanned the trending post. The moment he finished watching the video, a dangerous glint flickered in his eyes. His grip on the phone tightened.

“Damn it, Belinda!” His voice was low, laced with fury.

“She actually dared to lay hands on one of my fans?”

The assistant was also angry.

“Exactly! What she did was a blatant insult to you, Mitchell! People are furious! You have to put her in her place—teach her a lesson she won’t forget.”

Mitchell was about to reply when his phone suddenly rang.

His gaze flickered toward the caller ID. A flicker of surprise crossed his features.

With a single swipe, he answered the call.

“Hey, Lyle.” The caller was his older brother, Lyle.

Lyle wasted no time on pleasantries.

“Why are you suddenly targeting Belinda?”

Mitchell hadn’t anticipated that Lyle was calling him to ask about the matter with Belinda.

A crease formed between his brows as he said, “Why do you care about Belinda all of a sudden?”

“Just answer the question,” Lyle responded evenly.

Mitchell exhaled sharply, running a hand through his hair in frustration.

“Isn’t it obvious? Belinda bullied Kylee. I called Kylee the other day, and she was in tears. She told me she had been fired from the Grand Plains General Hospital. And according to her, Belinda orchestrated the entire thing—set her up and made sure she lost everything.”

His grip on the phone tightened.

“Kylee was bullied. How could I just stand by and not do anything about it? I confronted Belinda and demanded that she apologize, but she had the audacity to refuse.” The more he spoke, the more his anger simmered beneath the surface. Did Belinda really believe she could walk all over him? That she could do whatever she pleased and defy him without consequence?

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