A Cue for Love Chapter 215 Trying To Clear Her Name Natalie tapped on the first hashtag and found pictures and videos of the game.
âShe danced so well! My heart broke when she collapsed on the drum.â
âThe game developer has found the right person to play the role!â
âI look forward to seeing her performance in the future!â
âMe too! I hope she can star in historical films in the future! I could totally picture her as an ancient beauty!â
Natalie was delighted to read all the positive comments from Wendyâs fans.
Despite being a newbie, Wendy had secured a role in Nation Glory and expanded her network in the industry. As her boss, Natalie was proud of her achievement.
With the resources available to her, Natalie believed she could take Wendy up to the next level. Iâm pretty sure Hans canât do what I did.
Wendy was no doubt gifted in dancing, but the fact that she had suffered injuries on her waist meant that her career as a dancer would, unfortunately, be a short-lived one.
Based on Wendyâs ability to internalize a character, Natalie believed Wendy could become a good actress.
She also believed that the press conference marked not the peak but the beginning of Wendyâs career.
Natalie then clicked on the second hashtag and scrolled through all the posts.
It was a highly discussed topic.
Yara posted three photos on her Twitter but did not caption them.
The first photo showed a thermometer that recorded 38.9°C, whereas the second one showed IV drip on a hand.
The last photo was a card that contained these handwritten words: Iâm sorry! I couldnât perform because I wasnât feeling well. I shouldâve informed the organizer instead of making an appearance in such a manner. Itâs all my fault! Once again, Iâm sorry to all the gamers and my fans!
Netizens all went crazy in the comment section.
âStop lying! We would still be in the dark had the string in the piano didnât snap!â
âCan you all stop being so harsh on Yara? She forced herself to perform even when she had a high fever. Just give her a break!â
âPoor Yara. She has to perform even when sheâs sick!â
âWhat is this? Stop trying to justify your action!â
âYara has already apologized. Canât you all just let her off? Donât cross the line, or else we, her fans, will take you down!â
Natalie let out a cold snort. Is Yara still trying to clear her name?
By playing the sympathy card and issuing a timely apology, she had successfully gotten her fans to stand by her side. What an excellent public relations move! All she needs to do next is to lay low for a period. When other scandals began to make headlines in the coming weeks, people would eventually forget about her fake live performance.
Well played, Yara. Well played.
Natalie still held grudges against Yara for what the latter had done to her when she was still a country bumpkin six years ago.
But time had passed, and Natalie had changed too.
It had never crossed Yaraâs mind that it was Natalie, the sister whom she had tried to burn to death, who set up the trap to expose her fake live performance.
Meanwhile, Yara locked herself in the hotel room during the day. The curtains were tightly drawn, and the room reeked of alcohol.
A few empty wine bottles lay around Yaraâs feet, and she swirled and sipped the wine from the glass in her hand.
After Mona had ended her call, she turned to Yara and said, âTake a short break. You donât have to go to the film studio either. Iâll make the necessary arrangement with the film crew.â
Upon hearing that, Yara smashed the partially-filled wine glass to the floor.
Startled by the sound of the broken glass, Mona shrieked at the top of her lungs.
Yara went up and strangled Mona. âItâs all your fault! All this wouldnât have happened had you not suggested that idea!â