Arabe had always been treated like a little princess, adored by her online followers. But now, she was hearing words she never thought she''d hear, facing a kind of injustice she had never experienced.
Reading those harshments, she threw things around her room in anger before copsing onto the couch and bursting into tears.
Dorian had a grim expression. "Someone''s out to get us. Dad''s already given the word, we need to sort this mess out quickly."
Alistair spoke with a calm determination, "Don''t worry. I''ll have someone gather evidence. Every single person who wronged you will pay."
Orion chimed in, "I''ve got the inte trolls ready to counterattack. They''re already on it."
Lysander frowned. "Maybe we should hire a PR firm? This isn''t going to go away on its own. That video is bad news for both Be and the family."
Arabe, still crying, protested, "I didn''t do anything wrong. Why are they attacking me?"
She bit her lip in frustration. "I just wanted a small role in the y. If it weren''t for Miranda''s deliberate live- streaming. She hates me so much, she wants to ruin me."
She felt as if the weight of the world was on her shoulders, and she was utterly miserable.
"I''ve always said, I don''t care about this status. I can give it back to her. If she justes back, we''ll make it up to her. But she..."
Arabe was too choked up to continue, tears streaming uncontrobly down her face.
"What is Miranda trying to achieve?!" Orion punched the coffee table in frustration.
"How can she be so cruel? Doesn''t she realize the damage she''s doing to Be?" Lysander said coldly, "I bet those negative posts being reinstated is Miranda''s handiwork."
Alistair shook his head. "It can''t be her. She doesn''t have that kind of power. It must be her sugar daddy pulling the strings."
Miranda''s actions, coupled with Arabe''s dramatics, led them to believe she had indeed found someone wealthy to back her.
They didn''t even know who this mysterious person was. Even Miranda''s audition sess andnding that role were likely orchestrated by this man.
Dorian stayed silent. He suspected Elian was behind it all. That phone call... Elian was intentionally revealing his identity.
So those online posts might have been his doing too.
But he was baffled why would Elian get involved in this. If it really was him, he was someone the Hawke family couldn''t afford to cross.
What was his connection to Miranda?
Dorian looked at Arabe. "Keep a low profile for the next few days. I''ll handle the PR. As for Miranda." he murmured, "I''ll have a conversation with her."
Arabe nodded, still feeling hurt but obedient.
Soon, Dorian reached out to a couple of PR firms. They promised to mitigate some of the negative
impact, but couldn''t guarantee full sess. The cost was twice as much as other firms.
But right now, Dorian had no choice. Even knowing they couldn''tpletely erase the negativity, he had
to pay the steep price because no other PRpany would take on their case.
So he epted the high costs. The negativements about them fluctuated, disappearing for a while but then reappearing shortly after.
Dorian could only resign himself to this reality. Meanwhile, Alistair made a statement on social media.
"I am collecting evidence and will send legal notices to those defaming my sister. I advise you all to consider your actions.
In the past,izens would have rallied behind Arabe, envying her good fortune. They would have praised Alistair, moring to be his sister.
But now, his statement prized opinions. Half mocked and provoked, while the other half supported Alistair, urging him to protect his sister.
Then, a newly registered ount named "Mr. Grey" posted a statement.
"Anyone who receives a legal notice from the Hawke family cane to me for free legal defense. Guaranteed victory."
Wow. The inte buzzed with excitement.
People tried to uncover the identity of Mr. Grey, but to no avail. All they found was a renowned industry figure named Mr. Grey who had been quite famous three years ago.