Chapter 723

When alone with Charles, Felicia had dropped countless hints, but he remained indifferent. He not only ignored her but also bluntly told her to maintain her dignity. Felicia was furious.

“He really is a fool!” she scoffed. “Even if I help him through this, his entertainment career is over. Afterward, I’ll make sure he’s blacklisted. Those Sullivans are so annoying.”

Adele added, “Especially Skylar. She even had plastic surgery to look like you! Desperate to be your double.”

Felicia rolled her eyes. “Mr. Martin will soon see their true colors.”

“Charles’s agent has been calling incessantly,” Adele said with a dismissive snort. “To think someone like him could be associated with us! What a joke.”

Felicia curled her lip. “Ignore him. Let them panic. The internet is overwhelmingly on my side; whatever they do will be useless.”

Meanwhile, in Charles’s apartment, chaos reigned. Reporters swarmed outside, having somehow obtained his address. The scandal involving Charles and Felicia was the day’s biggest story, and they were desperate for any photo or interview. It didn't matter whom they caught; the first scoop was all that mattered. Even online influencers had arrived, live-streaming the scene.

In less than a day, Charles had become a public villain, crucified online.

From upstairs, Charles cautiously peeked through the curtains. The scene was chaotic. Freddie paced anxiously, frantically calling everyone, but most calls went unanswered. The company’s stance was clear: Charles must publicly admit fault to minimize reputational damage. They showed no intention of supporting him, claiming actors like him were a dime a dozen, and his career was essentially over regardless of any PR efforts. All his hard-earned success had vanished overnight.

“Stop calling,” Charles said, his voice calm despite his pallor. “Did the restaurant respond? No one else was there, so those photos and videos must be from pre-planted cameras. Felicia set me up.”

Panicking wouldn't help. Worst-case scenario, he could return to farming; he had the money to buy land. Everyone had a fallback plan. But the feeling of betrayal was awful.

Freddie, looking as pale as Charles, was even more panicked. If Charles was finished, so was his burgeoning career.

“The restaurant staff contacted us, saying they know nothing. They seem to be hiding something and told us not to contact them again. That restaurant is unbelievable! And Felicia’s intention? Could she be unhappy about you being the male lead and decided to ruin you with this disgusting stunt? What a terrible person!” Freddie raged, shaking with anger. “Damn it.”