Chapter 15: More Dark Materials

The next day.

When netizens woke up, they found that Caroline Edwin had once again topped the Trends list.

They were ready to curse, but when they saw her leading a group of people to make a fortune, their jaws almost dropped in shock.

[WTF? What did I miss? I missed out on a fortune!]

[Making money behind our backs is so immoral!]

[Pff- taking money from internet ghostwriter leaders. I've never seen this move before. Caroline is really like a mudslide in the entertainment industry.]

[Suddenly I find her a bit interesting, I don't hate her that much anymore.]

[Get out! Those trying to whitewash, just scram. Even like this, it can't wash away the stain of her getting involved in Anna and Oliver Abbott's relationship!]

[A little benefit and you're all smiles. Who the hell knows if this isn't just a self-directed and self-acted play by that bitch Caroline and the internet ghostwriters!]

...

Online cursing fights continued.

Caroline, wearing a simple black shirt and cargo pants, leisurely turned on her computer.

Seeing the 30,000-dollar reward from Twitter, she lightly tapped the screen with one hand, withdrew the balance to her account, and smiled.

She pulled out the group owner's information that she had screenshot yesterday and edited a product discount link.

He clicked on the link, and his phone got infected, vibrating for a minute before completely dying and becoming useless.

Within that short minute, Caroline had successfully transferred all the data from his phone.

She scrolled through the screen and found the chat records between him and the buyer.

Following the vines, she looked up the buyer's information.

Seeing the buyer's personal information, she whistled mischievously, "Well, well, looks like it's an inside job."

Wade Patrick.

27 years old.

Anna Morrison's personal assistant.

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In a high-end apartment.

A slightly overweight man trembled as he watched the woman sitting on the sofa eating a fruit plate.

"Anna... That ghostwriter from yesterday won't take any orders."

Anna put down her fork, "Then find another one."

Wade hesitated, "But... Today, the news is tight. No ghostwriter is accepting any orders."

Ihde's ghostwriting business had been ruined, and the matter was still hanging on the Trends list.

Ghostwriters were now on guard, afraid to touch Caroline's business, lest their own nests be wiped out in one swoop.

Bam!

Anna's slender eyebrows furrowed, and she slammed the fruit plate on the table angrily.

The plate shattered.

Reflected sunlight from outside the window shone on countless tiny fragments, emitting a cold and eerie glow.

"If you can't find any, just keep looking! Among so many ghostwriting studios, there must be one willing to take that slut's business!"

"As long as you offer more money, there's no fear of no one accepting it. You just didn't put your heart into contacting the ghostwriting studios!"

Her usually gentle voice became sharp and shrill.

Her gentle face contorted.

Wade was yelled at with a finger pointed at his nose.

He touched his pants with his finger, clenched his hands into fists, and released them two seconds later.

He hung his head and took the scolding, obediently not resisting, reminiscent of a Havanese dog.

Seeing his quiet and unspeaking demeanor, Anna felt greatly satisfied in her heart, never pausing her scolding for a second.

*Click*

The door was pushed open, and Sapphire Rodi walked in unperturbed by the scene before her.

She waved her hands at Wade and ordered coolly, "Enough, shut your mouth. Clean up this mess."

Anna clenched her teeth, "Sapphire, that little slut..."

They all belonged to the same entertainment company. Although Caroline had countless Anti-fans, being infamous was still a form of fame.

On the contrary, Anna's and Oliver Abbott's combined fame was not as high as Caroline's in the past.

Their approach to Caroline was to step on her fame and rise to prominence.

Now that they had achieved some fame, there was no need to keep Caroline around any longer.

The news of the relationship intervention was utterly unfounded.

If they didn't chase her out of the entertainment circle now, it would be Anna-suffering when Caroline whitewashed herself. Her prospect of stardom would be ruined in an instant.

"Don't panic. It won't be easy for her to come back."

"I remember that Director Oliver has some dirt on her. I'll contact him to leak it."

Sapphire rubbed her forehead.

From the beginning, she hadn't cared about Caroline, and although she had calculated her moves, she hadn't expected Caroline to be so resilient.