Looking at those comments, Evelyn’s brows furrowed.
Unlike the ‘Glory’ scandal, where reputations could be restored over time after clarification, the rumor about Quetzal potentially being involved with Perry was dangerous.
Lydia also understood the implications, and her expression became serious.
“My bad, I thought Quetzal had only participated in a musical. I didn’t think anyone would recognize her…”
If they had met at the company or found a place with private rooms, maybe this wouldn’t have happened.
Quetzal forced a smile, “It’s okay. People will forget over time.”
Lydia glanced at her with guilt, unable to think of any immediate solution to the current situation.
At this moment, Evelyn pulled out one script from the various options, “Let Quetzal participate in this one. The other roles are too similar to Luna’s image, not suitable for her future development.”
Quetzal glanced at the script’s title, revealing joy. It was her favorite one. However, she also wore a melancholy expression. Was there still a chance to act in it? If this incident escalated, she might lose the opportunity to play Luna in both the TV series and the movie versions.
“What time is it now, and you’re still thinking about scripts?” Lydia’s phone suddenly rang. It was the director of the production.
After answering the call, the director immediately expressed the purpose: Luna’s role couldn’t be played by an artist with a tainted reputation. The director was urging Lydia to resolve this crisis as soon as possible.
Seeing Lydia hang up the phone, Evelyn whispered, “I’ll handle the public opinion. You and Quetzal, get ready for the upcoming projects.”
Lydia remained skeptical, but facing Evelyn’s determined gaze, she felt an inexplicable sense of reassurance. It seemed as if Evelyn naturally could handle this matter well.
Lydia looked at the script, “Quetzal and I both like this script. It’s just that the script mentions a game…”
“Use my game.” Evelyn interrupted.
The content of the script was about a female warrior in a professional gaming competition and the romantic tension between her and a gaming novice.
Lydia asked, “You mean ‘Glory’?”
“This time, not ‘Glory’, but ‘Baby Angel’. ‘Baby Angel’ hasn’t been promoted much, and the player base is currently small. However, it’s stable, and for beginners, it’s easy to pick up, making it suitable for Quetzal.”
Lydia nodded in agreement.
Evelyn stood up directly, “I have something else to attend to. You take Quetzal and leave here as soon as possible.”
She left the coffee shop and entered a nearby alley.
During her conversation with Lydia, Evelyn accessed the coffee shop’s surveillance footage and identified the person who took the photos and posted them.
It was a professional paparazzi team, with over ten members in each outing, completely devoid of morals and principles. They shot whatever could make money. After capturing significant material, they would withdraw and share the profits.
Evelyn walked through the alley for a long time before finding the group deep within.
They were enthusiastically discussing the Quetzal incident, calculating their potential earnings.
“Ah, didn’t expect that a little celebrity could generate so much attention. We must be making a fortune this time.”
Evelyn silently appeared behind the group, her voice cold and piercing, “Do you think making money will be worth it if you lose your lives?”
The group turned around, visibly startled when they saw Evelyn. After a moment, the lead paparazzo sized up Evelyn and chuckled, “What’s this? Coming to defend the little starlet?”
“Just you? Hah, overestimating yourself.”
The nearby paparazzo immediately chimed in, “Boss, don’t speak recklessly. Who knows, maybe she’s strong woman who can take us all down by herself?”
“Hahaha, don’t forget, boss is a black belt in taekwondo. Even if she’s a strong woman, she’ll end up dead at the hands of the boss.”
“What a beautiful lady. Why not make some good money by selling her in the underworld while there’s no one around?”
“Boss, this lady has good looks. If we send her to the underworld, we can get a good price.”
The gazes of the group turned more sinister.
The lead paparazzo, with an evil grin, said, “You’ve got a point. Why didn’t I think of that?”
“Since no one’s around here, why not take action now?”
Encouraged, the group advanced, attempting to restrain Evelyn. However, before they could touch her, a force pushed them away. Immediately after, excruciating pain shot through their arms.
Screams echoed through the alley.
“Help! Boss, help!”
In pain, they looked up at Evelyn, terror in their eyes.
The lead paparazzo tried to escape. Damn it, who jinxed it by saying she’s a strong woman?
“You.” Evelyn’s cold gaze swept over the lead paparazzo, “Had seen enough?”
Her tone, had now run out of patience.
The lead paparazzo hesitated. Fearfully, he rushed towards Evelyn.
With a swift motion, Evelyn kicked him to the ground.
The enthusiastic lackeys exchanged uncertain glances. Boss, you said you were strong. What should we do now?
Before they could voice their concerns, the boss was already kneeling down, violently coughing. Blood gushed from his mouth.
Evelyn’s expression remained stern. Although she had stopped her actions, her foot was planted harshly on his chest, showing some disdain.
Watching the seemingly professional man, in reality, hadn’t landed a single blow, made her feel a bit disappointed. She had thought she encountered a formidable opponent.
“Miss, if you keep stepping on me like this, I’ll really die.”
“Can’t I just delete that video? She’s just a little star, it’s not that serious.”
Evelyn bent down, her fair hand slapping him hard across the face, “She’s going to become a focal point in the entertainment industry, but you’ve laid a rat trap on her path. Do you still think it’s not that serious?”
Feeling the killing intent emanating from her, the boss shrank back, changing his tone, “It’s serious, very serious. It’s all our fault. We’ll delete it now.”
“So, are you saying that if I slash your throat with a knife, as long as I retract the knife, I don’t have to worry about your wound?”
“No, absolutely not.” The boss’s neck shivered, hastily covering it with his hands, his expression on the verge of tears, “What do you suggest we do?”
“Make a video to clarify.”
Evelyn grabbed the boss’s phone and tossed it to a less injured lackey nearby. “You do the filming.”
…
After leaving the alley, Evelyn called Quetzal to comfort her emotions.
It was still early, she decided to visit Henry’s company.
There were several cake shops downstairs at The Wilson Group. Walking past one after another, Evelyn couldn’t resist entering the last one. Carrying a piece of cake into The Wilson Group, she felt an instant surge of satisfaction.
David personally came down to welcome her. He led her to the office door and whispered, “Madam, please wait inside. Boss will finish the meeting soon.”
As Evelyn was about to open the cake to take a bite, Henry pushed the door open.
“So soon?”
“Darling, it wouldn’t be that you ended the meeting early just because I came over, right?”
Henry glanced at her, his expression clearly indicating that her guess was correct.
Evelyn scooped a spoonful of cake to Henry’s lips.
“This is the new item from the cake shop. Have a taste.”
Henry glanced at the cake, initially wanting to refuse, but seeing the light in her eyes, he bit off the cake from the spoon.
Evelyn chuckled and took a bite herself, “Hmm, I think I need to give a bad review to this cake shop. There’s no almond in this almond cake.”
Henry looked at the cake in her hand…
“Madam, what do you say is in this cake?” David looked surprised, “Boss, he’s allergic to almonds.”
Evelyn’s eyes widened in shock.
In her previous life, she also enjoyed almond cake very much. Henry would often buy it, occasionally even accompanying her to have some. How come she never saw him experiencing any allergic reactions?
Evelyn’s mind was in chaos.
However, she didn’t have time to think further. Henry’s face started turning red, he had difficulty breathing. His eyes became unfocused, and he was at risk of going into shock at any moment.
“Medicine, do we have any medicine?” Evelyn shouted anxiously.
Before Henry could take a deep breath and respond, he passed out directly.
David paced anxiously around the office, then found an antiallergic medicine and an unopened syringe in the lounge.
He looked hesitant, “Madam, it’s only for injection. I… I don’t know how.”
“If you don’t know, step aside, I’ll do it,” Evelyn replied.
During her idle moments, Evelyn had learned some basic first aid, and she could manage some fundamental procedures.
Watching Evelyn grip the syringe tightly, David deeply suspected if Evelyn was joking.
“Madam, should we call a doctor?”
“If we wait for the doctor, it will be too late,” Evelyn scolded him with a glare.
In the case of anaphylactic shock, there’s only a few minutes for emergency intervention.