As a public figure with great influence, one should contribute to society, set an example, strictly discipline oneself, adhere to personal morals, uphold public ethics, and set an example for fans.
The company’s artist, Lorelei, violated the spirit of the contract, deceived the public, and misled the masses. “A. W Group” will not provide any opportunities or platforms for scandalous individuals. As of today, all of Lorelei’s activities will be suspended. We firmly prohibit scandalous individuals from polluting our social ethics and public order.
The text issued by the “A. W Group” official account, along with the termination letter, caused a great stir.
Soon, the official account of the drama crew also issued a termination letter, confirming that Lorelei had been terminated.
From the wording of the “A. W Group,” it seems that the situation is more serious than what netizens had imagined. This is not just a simple termination; Lorelei has also been blacklisted by the company.
Since the acquisition of X Entertainment, “A. W Group” has been silent. No one expected that their first tweet would be so provocative.
Every word in the tweet was condemning Lorelei. Could it be because of the incident with the cat? Or is it because of Lorelei’s underage fans breaking the law and insulting Elisa at the police station?
But it feels like the situation is far from simple.
Netizens began to speculate. Today, the number of internet users continued to grow, some worried about Louis, some were just bystanders, and some were shipping couples. In short, it was an extremely busy night.
Elisa had been busy all day and was already tired. The filming of the drama had been postponed, so she planned to deal with Lorelei’s situation later. She believed that in a day or two, Lorelei would come looking for her.
Elisa turned over, curling up in bed, her hands clenched into fists at her chest. It was a very insecure sleeping position.
Louis had napped during the day and wasn’t very tired at night, so he lay on his side watching Elisa.
It was the first time he had slept in the same room as Elisa. Even if he got hurt, he was willing to stay like this forever.
He couldn’t quite remember the dream. It was as if he had forgotten something important.
Louis was lost in thought, thinking about what Hamish and the orphanage director had said, the old photo, the deceased, and the “Elisa” who had been burned to death in the fire, which made his heart ache.
He didn’t know if it was his thoughts affecting his dreams, but later in the night, he fell into a daze and dreamt of the “Elisa” in the photo, lying on the ground, unable to get up, as a raging fire pressed down on her.
He rushed to try to save her, but he couldn’t get close, and he was desperate, sweating profusely.
He suddenly opened his eyes, and it was already light outside. Elisa had already gotten up and neatly made the bed.
“Drenched in sweat again? Did you have another nightmare?”
The word “again” was used because he had woken up in the same condition the night before.
“Yes,” Louis replied hoarsely, his throat feeling dry and painful. “It was a nightmare.”
Elisa casually asked, “What kind of nightmare?”
Louis croaked, “I can’t remember.”
Elisa, concerned, said, “If you can’t remember, it’s best not to dwell on it. Your concussion isn’t suitable for overthinking; it could cause a headache.”
The attending physician came to check on Louis. They were all minor injuries, and his right arm was being conservatively treated. He could be discharged today.
Upon hearing that he could be discharged, Louis immediately contacted someone to handle the discharge procedures.
Many people were queuing for discharge in the morning. Elisa accompanied Louis, while Mrs. White and Mr. White came with the driver to pack up. Seeing that their son had rested well for the night and was in good spirits, Mrs. White was even more satisfied with her future daughter-in-law.
“Elisa,” holding Elisa’s hand, “You really worked hard last night. Are you busy lately? Why don’t you come to Aunt Burns’ house? Aunt’s cooking is so delicious.”
“Mom, let’s not. Considering your cooking, it’s a miracle if it doesn’t poison anyone. You dare to show it off,” Louis interjected with a sarcastic remark.
Mrs. White shot a cold glance and warned in a low voice, “Do we women have a say when you speak?”
It was the first time Mr. White had seen Louis being scolded, and he gleefully watched from the sidelines.
Seeing this atmosphere, Elisa finally understood why Louis’ personality was so good.
A family like this would make anyone wantto get closer, but Elisa declined Aunt Burns’ invitation, saying, “No need, Aunt Burns. I have some work to attend to at the company.”
“I see,” Mrs. White’s voice couldn’t hide her disappointment.
Louis’s expression also darkened.
Before leaving, Elisa said goodbye to Louis in particular, “Take good care of yourself at home. I can handle my own affairs. You take care of yourself.” Elisa looked at his paler-than-usual face, her eyes noticing the conspicuous bandage on his forehead.
She reached up to touch it, “Don’t ruin your looks.”
It was just a simple expression of concern, but for Louis, who was sensitive as a ‘stand-in,’ it was like a bolt from the blue. He gave a slight smile, “Don’t worry, this little injury won’t ruin my appearance.”
He had said he wouldn’t mind Elisa’s past and that he would always believe in her. Once he liked someone, he wouldn’t change, even if he was still behind her and hadn’t walked in front of her. He occupied a position that no one else could have, whether it was the deceased Autumn, or Hamish, or the inscrutable behavior of Finn.
This position, as long as Elisa turned around, she would be able to see.