Before, he used to send me messages in the middle of the night. At that time, he wanted to have a press conference to announce our on-screen couple relationship, which made Vincent very jealous.
The media was unscrupulous, I didn't kill John, but at this point, I was being labeled as a murderer.
I couldn't catch up with the speed at which he crawled under the car.
I pretended to be indifferent, but my agent, Lauren, gave me a flick on the head directly.
"Mindy, can't you be a little more sensible? The company can't suppress the hot search about you at all. Why can't you just endure it for a while?"
Lauren sighed at me. She knew my father's character and also knew that I was working so hard to get rid of John, that scum.
"For the sake of your career, you should swallow your pride and ask Mr. Glen to help you."
Lauren looked at me with pity.
"No, I can handle it myself."
I smiled.
"Scold as much as they want. The more miserable I am, the better the result will be. When the truth is completely exposed, it will be shocking enough, right?"
John, the surprise I had prepared for you just begun.
I had been waiting for this day for a long time.
Lauren thought I did something stupid out of impulse, but in fact, I had been working in the entertainment industry for so long not for money and fame.
I just wanted to completely get rid of John, the monster. I just wanted him to get the retribution he deserved!
John was released from prison only two years ago. He had been inquiring about me and my mother's news, and had been obsessively pursuing me after discovering that I was a celebrity.
He didn't quit gambling and came to ask me for money. He even threatened me that if I didn't give money to him, he would harass my mother.
I had already given him several million dollars.
I even borrowed some from Vincent.
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Vincent was not only a top actor in the entertainment industry, but also the second son of a business tycoon, controlling the leading entertainment company in the country, my backer.
[Do you need my help?]
A message from Vincent popped up on Instagram, but I didn't reply.
"John, the hundreds of thousands of dollars I lent out is not easy to get."
I opened Twitter and made a statement:
[I have a clear conscience about everything today. A gambling addict doesn't deserve my kindness!]
I also posted the evidence of John's gambling and the records of the money I sent him.