He had never threatened his people or used such a harsh tone before. But this time, he was not only angry, but also unwavering: those who followed him would prosper; those who opposed him would perish. The subordinate, trying to persuade him, could only nod in agreement, murmuring, “Yes, Mr. Harper.”

The weekend proved tumultuous. The official announcement of Oliver’s new drama, “Dreams of Rising,” drew significant worldwide attention. News that an unknown screenwriter had penned the story sparked widespread discussion and curiosity. Many sought out the original script to read it for themselves.

Opinions on the story varied widely, with some praising it, others criticizing it. However, despite its brevity, the narrative was undeniably captivating, full of emotional highs and lows that resonated with many. This was especially true given the involvement of the legendary Oliver Fraser, known for his exceptional talent. The industry adage held true: If Oliver Fraser is involved, you can expect nothing less than excellence!

Consequently, casting for the drama garnered significant attention and anticipation. The release of the official poster ignited excitement, but the reveal of the leading actress, Abbie Hopkins, sparked controversy. Many had forgotten her, while others remembered lingering scandals and a questionable past. No smear campaign was necessary; Abbie's past alone unleashed a torrent of negative publicity.

Oliver’s social media account exploded with thousands demanding her replacement. Some vowed to boycott any production featuring her. Oliver, though troubled, had already cast Abbie and refused to replace her. He had anticipated this reaction.

After careful consideration, Oliver posted: I used to think the same way. But later, I found it truly delightful. There’s no need to rush or be anxious—wait and see. This statement signaled his resolve to ignore outside pressure and maintain the cast, even if it meant taking a risk.

The controversy gradually subsided, but Abbie's loyal fans rejoiced, hoping for her return to the spotlight. Zoe was among them. So, on Monday, Tiffany was greeted by an excited Zoe.

“Tiffany, Tiffany! Did you hear? An idol I’ve loved for years is making a comeback!” Zoe exclaimed, her eyes shining. “I can’t believe a director with such good taste managed to get my idol away from that awful company!”

Tiffany glanced at Zoe’s phone, seeing the casting announcement for “Dreams of Rising.” Abbie’s striking poster dominated the image.

“You like her?” Tiffany chuckled, ruffling Zoe’s hair. “I’ll take you to meet her someday—the real deal, up close and personal.”

“Tiffany, are you serious?” Zoe, usually trusting, expressed skepticism.

Tiffany paused. “Abbie Hopkins is filming at the Lovell City studio. If you want to visit, you can.”

“Really?” Zoe’s excitement was palpable. “I want to go! I want to go!”

“I’ll take you this weekend,” Tiffany replied.

“Tiffany, I love you! We’ll sneak in and take a quick look. I promise to be on my best behavior!”

Tiffany laughed. “Alright.” She hoped Zoe would remain calm when the time came.

More students arrived. To everyone’s surprise, Kenneth, still recovering from injuries, was present.

Someone quipped, “Mr. Harper’s determined, even injured.” Kenneth ignored the comment, his gaze fixed on the door, as if awaiting someone.

Tiffany had a sudden realization. Remembering the figure she’d seen by the roadside last Friday and Kenneth’s distracted demeanor, she wondered if Melody had transferred to the school.

Minutes later, the teacher introduced a new student: “Everyone, please welcome Melody Princeton. Melody has excellent grades, so feel free to ask her for help.”

Applause erupted. Tiffany smiled, a mixture of amusement and intrigue. Melody scanned the room, her gaze lingering on Tiffany’s striking features. Melody subtly nodded, offering a sweet smile.

A classmate offered Melody a nearby seat, but Kenneth interrupted, “Why not sit here with me?”

The class fell silent. No one expected this from the usually composed Kenneth. Many wondered if his presence was solely for Melody.

Subtle glances exchanged between Kenneth and Tiffany. Many sympathized with Tiffany, still engaged to Kenneth. She had always faced competition, first from Sandra, and now, Melody. It seemed tragically inevitable.

Under everyone’s gaze, Melody approached Tiffany. With a shy smile, she asked, “Hi, may I sit here?”

“Of course,” Tiffany replied calmly.

Melody sat. The spacious classroom allowed ample space between desks.

Kenneth remained anxious throughout the class, worried Melody might be bullied. However, the class proceeded without incident.

When the bell rang, Kenneth rushed to Melody. "You do you remember me? I didn't mean to scare you at the hospital. I was just really worried about making you uncomfortable."

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