Brielle sprang out of bed with a scowl on her face, not even bothering to tend to her morning routine.
She was in a foul mood, agitated by the rumors swirling around her.
âHave you been able to reach that Tea Spiller Y?â she demanded of her new assistant, Freda Sampson.
âTell them to delete that post immediately and clear my name.
If they want money, weâll give it to them!â
Freda was visibly shaken and flustered.
âIâm doing my best to contact the owner of that account, but we havenât received any response to our messages or emails yet.
â
Brielleâs fiery gaze bummed with fury as she snatched Fredaâs phone from her trembling hand.
âWhy havenât you reached Tea Spiller Y?â she barked.
âLet me see what youâre doing.
You canât even handle this simple task, you imbecile!â
With a flick of her fingers, Brielle accessed the phoneâs screen and her eyes widened with disbelief.
The notorious Tea Spiller Y had blocked all their related accounts, effectively severing all lines of communication.
âGo and sue this Tea Spiller Y! For slander!â Brielleâs voice boomed like thunder, filled with a venomous rage that could ignite a wildfire.
However, Fredaâs timid voice trembled with fear as she spoke.
âBrielle, Iâm afraid itâs difficult.
â
But instead of listening to her assistantâs concerns, Brielleâs fury only intensified.
She struck Fredaâs cheek hard, and her voice bellowed in a rage, âAre you teaching me how to do things?â
Freda recoiled in terror, shielding her face with trembling hands.
âI dare not,â she whimpered, like a small animal cowering before a predator.
Brielle settled herself onto the sofa, snorting with frustration as she perused the never-ending stream of comments flooding the phone.
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The public opinion warfare had escalated into an all-out battle, with new combatants joining the fray every minute.
Fans of both Brielle and Daniela were hurling insults, while passersby watched the spectacle with glee.
The situation was only exacerbated by the presence of trolls, gleefully stoking the flames of the conflict.
As she scrolled through the comments, Brielleâs face twisted with anger.
Danielaâs fans were spitting venom at her, but what was truly infuriating was the stupid confidence of her own fans.
They had said that Brielle didnât give a damn about the opportunity to play the first supporting role and that she had only agreed to act in the film because of her connection to Winslow.
Brielle was in a state of boiling rage, so infuriated that she felt like tearing her hair out.
She tossed the phone aside and fanned herself with both hands as if trying to extinguish the flames of anger that were burning her up.
âThese idiots are doing nothing but causing trouble!â she exclaimed, her voice tinged with frustration and desperation.
Her gaze fell upon the cowering form of Freda, who was trembling in the corner.
Brielle rounded on her new assistant, her voice heavy with scorn and disdain, âWhat happened to my orders to calm down my fans and silence them? Have you succeeded in doing anything right? Youâre a total imbecile!â
Freda braced herself to explain, âJust as things were simmering down, a bunch of fans started acting up, claiming that you had some influential figure backing you and that you had nothing to fear.
â
Brielle pointed a finger at her own face, saying, âI have nothing to fear?â
The rage inside her boiled over, and she exploded into a fit of laughter.
âIf 1 were not afraid of anyone, would I be sitting here so helpless? Who the hell is spreading these lies?â
Freda swallowed nervously, barely daring to speak above a whisper.
âPerhaps there are some fans who are deliberately stoking the flames.
â
Brielle sneered, her eyes burning with fury, âIâve already suspected that someone is pulling the strings from behind the scenes.
Whoever it is better watch their back, or theyâll feel my wrath.
â
In a frigid voice, Brielle tightened her grip on the cup before violently hurling it to the floor, the shattered pieces spraying water everywhere like a fountain of fury.
Fearing the wrath of her boss, Freda quickly sidestepped to avoid the splashing water.
She had been on edge ever since becoming Brielleâs assistant, enduring constant stress and hardship.