The most infuriating thing about Christoff was that he never attempted to hide his motive, and he wasnât too bothered even when Olivia perceived him as a villain. Still, she would not forgive Eugene for his action just because Christoff was involved.
Christoff was terrible, but she had to admit that she had relationship problems with Eugene. Otherwise, they wouldnât be fighting due to the incitement by a third party.
Anyway, she decided to put her thoughts behind her, for she needed to find out the identity of the netizen who made the post in the morning. The culprit was someone who followed her around, and she felt irritated knowing that the person would post any minute details about her online.
She went to the dressing room and found North typing away furiously on the keyboard. âNorth, did you see the post from this morning?â
With eyes glued to the screen, he answered, âYeah, Mommy. I removed it.â She took a seat. âCan you look into the person who posted it?â
âIâm on it,â he replied while pressing the enter key. The IP address of the poster immediately showed up on the screen. âMommy, look at this. Do you know her?â
Her face soured after she found out about the person behind the leak. It came as a surprise to her. The person was only an assistant but dared to post about her.
Fuming, she marched out of the dressing room. North shut his laptop and went after her. âMommy, Iâll go with you.â
She coaxed him, âNo, donât come with me. I donât want to expose you too much. Why donât you play with Carter? By the way, where is he? Why donât I see him around?â
âHe took a call just now and left.â North stopped following her, but he reminded her with concern, âMommy, be careful.â
âDonât worry. Iâll be fine.â With that, she entered the shared dressing room. Her entrance attracted the attention of the tens of people there. They were sensible enough to greet her. âMiss Olivia, who are you here for?â
âOlivia, come take a seat.â Although Olivia was the main lead, she wasnât arrogant at all. The only difference between the privileges accorded to her was her private dressing room, which she didnât get to enjoy at her last filming set.
The actors and actresses who were close to. her addressed her as Olivia. However, some newer cast members called her Miss Olivia. Everyone could tell that she was in a bad mood. They exchanged glances, wondering who she was after.
âNoel Harris! Come with me!â Hearing that, Jodie Jansen shot a panicked look at her assistant, Noel. âNoel, whatâs wrong?â
Meanwhile, Noel felt nervous and queasy. While assuring Jodie that everything was fine, she secretly calmed herself down, thinking that she couldnât have been exposed. How could Olivia find out about her if she posted with an alternative account?
To Noelâs surprise, Olivia did not wait for her to follow along-she went straight to a quiet corner and came to a stop. Then, she turned around to face the woman behind her, who was trying hard to stay composed. She growled, âAre you going to confess, or do you want me to force the truth out of you?â
Noel, trying her luck, argued with Olivia, âMiss Olivia, w-what do you want me to say?â Olivia snickered. âDo you want me to show you the evidence?â She flung the IP address uncovered by North in Noelâs face. âTake a look.
Did I blame the wrong person?â Noel looked flustered and surprised at the speed that Olivia tracked her down. âMiss Olivia...â
Olivia gestured at her to stop speaking. She was in no mood to listen to any explanation. Instead, she questioned, âDidnât you work for Summer Monroe for a few days?â
Noel nodded. âYes.â