Chapter 184

Chapter 184:

“Evie disgusts me. My last relationship ended because of a side chick. I had been with my boyfriend for eight years, and then he left me for someone he’d only known for a month. I can’t stand people who interfere in other people’s relationships!” one commenter vented online.

“I feel the same. A homewrecker destroyed my family and broke my mother’s heart. Evie doesn’t deserve any fame!” another chimed in.

“She should be ousted from the entertainment industry! We can’t let someone like her be a role model for children!”

The backlash against Evie was gaining momentum rapidly. Public disdain for “side chicks” ran deep, and being in the public eye only magnified the hatred. Calls for her banishment from the entertainment industry spread across the internet like wildfire.

Evie scrolled through Kian’s Twitter page in disbelief. They had been together for six months, but he had never acknowledged her publicly. Now, he flaunted his relationship with Teresa, branding Evie as the other woman. The thought made her stomach churn, and she felt physically sick.

Just then, her phone rang. It was her agent, seething with anger. “Evie, you bitch! You rejected me but chased after Kian. I always knew you were trouble. Well, guess what? The company’s going to drop you, and you’ll be stuck paying the fines!” Larson spat out, enraged. He had once thought Evie was innocent, but now he viewed her as nothing more than shameless.

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Without hesitation, Larson demanded that the company terminate Evie’s contract and enforce penalties for the damages caused.

Evie took a deep breath and opened her chat with Madisyn, ready to pour out her frustrations, when a message from Madisyn appeared:

“Don’t worry. I’ll handle it.”

Tears welled up in Evie’s eyes. For the first time, someone in the cutthroat entertainment industry was standing by her side.

At Edge Entertainment, Teresa couldn’t resist mocking Madisyn about Evie’s scandal. “Madisyn, you really put a lot of effort into supporting Evie. She was on her way to stardom after winning the singing contest, but she threw it all away chasing after my boyfriend,” Teresa taunted. “What a waste of the opportunities you gave her! Now, Evie’s about to be banished from the entertainment industry.”

Madisyn, remaining calm, looked at Teresa with indifference. “Who said she’s about to be banished?” she asked.

Teresa smirked. “Her agent dropped her and is pushing for her termination. If that’s not being banished, then what is?”

Madisyn merely chuckled softly, unbothered by Teresa’s gloating. Teresa assumed Madisyn was just putting on a brave face. She was convinced that once Evie was officially ousted from the industry, Madisyn would regret her efforts.

Later that afternoon, the company began buzzing with excitement over the upcoming mid-year event. The Johns Group didn’t just have an annual year-end party; they held several events throughout the year to boost morale.

“I heard they rented a manor for the event! It costs half a million a day!” one employee exclaimed.

“Is it Dillon Manor? I’ve heard it’s spectacular—villas, pools, archery, horse riding. I can’t wait!” another added.

Hearing this, Teresa’s excitement grew. She knew the Johns family was affluent, but their generosity toward employees exceeded her expectations. This job was turning out to be the best she’d ever had, and with the whole company attending the event, it was a perfect opportunity to network with senior leaders. Teresa couldn’t wait to dress her best for the occasion.

As the workday neared its end, Madisyn noticed that many of her colleagues were still at their desks. She decided to leave, gathering her things. As she headed out, Teresa called after her, “Madisyn, why are you leaving so early?”

“Work is over for the day,” Madisyn replied coldly.

“The company compensates you well. Shouldn’t you be working harder? You’re so ungrateful!” Teresa snapped, raising her voice loud enough for others to overhear, hoping to stir up agreement.

“Madisyn never seems to take her job seriously. She won’t last long,” one colleague muttered.

“Exactly. People like her are usually the first to go,” another added.

Madisyn remained calm, knowing their remarks were based on jealousy and misunderstanding. “If anyone should be concerned about disappointing the company, it’s those who fail to meet their objectives—not those, like me, who finish their tasks on time and leave. You seem to enjoy working late, but what have you really achieved with all those extra hours?” she retorted, smiling slightly.

Teresa’s expression soured. “Don’t be so smug just because you’re ahead for now. It’s all luck. I’ll outperform you soon enough.”

“Feel free to criticize me once you actually do,” Madisyn replied nonchalantly.

Emeline, another colleague, stood up and added, “Why are you all so obsessed with staying late? The company values efficiency. If you finish your work on time, they’ll appreciate it more than pretending to work late.”

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