Looking at the latest post, Aurelia Shaw’s eyes narrowed coldly.
She had expected that deleting the photo wouldn’t stop everyone’s gossip, and might even backfire. However, she felt that there was no need for a photo with her face to exist.
Within the Forum, several people were discussing this matter.
Some even dug up her past performances to prove that she was a vile woman.
Because of Mason Nightshade’s connection, she was indeed lucky enough to play a few significant roles. But with Eleanor Spencer and Sophie Nye secretly suppressing her, her scenes were either heavily edited or changed to portray sinister, despicable, or inherently promiscuous characters.
And now, these people are making a big deal out of it.
Sly Cool Kid: "Look at the roles she’s played before, you can tell what kind of person she is. No wonder she acted so well; it turns out she’s playing her true self, 666, city play."
Cool Cat: "This kind of woman is the most disgusting; she even stoops for those old men."
Long Never Grows: "Upstairs, how do you know she’s stooping? Hahaha, the truth is out; I bet that part of her must be filthy."
Cool Cat: "You upstairs know this, did you see it, hahaha... [Evil Grin]"
Total Realization: "Everyone, let’s not discuss such disgusting things. I have some inside scoop to share: Aurelia Shaw’s role as Princess Sui’an in Dawnsong has been replaced due to her reprehensible behavior, replaced by my little star, Dovina, with her stunning costume photos attached."
Sly Cool Kid: "[Heart Eyes] Wow, she’s a pure girl; I’m following this wave! Looks much better than that what’s-her-name, tops."
Total Realization: "Hah, what’s-her-name? You’re really talented, upstairs."
Not only are they slinging mud at her, but also trying to take her place?
Aurelia Shaw picked up her phone from beside the pillow and called her agent to inquire about the situation.
"Are you sure my role in the crew hasn’t changed?" "Okay, I understand."
Aurelia Shaw didn’t say much, hung up the agent’s call, and immediately dialed Viscount Zhou’s phone. After the ringtone rang for a long time, a man’s nasal, irritated voice lazily came from the other end.
Viscount Zhou hadn’t slept all night because of Aurelia Shaw’s matter. After sending her the photos, he immediately went back to bed to catch up on sleep, and his mood wasn’t good, not even looking at the caller ID before answering.
"It’s me." Aurelia Shaw’s soft voice sounded.
Viscount Zhou was stunned for a moment, then opened his sleepy eyes and glanced at the caller ID. He turned over and sat up, wiped his face, leaned against the headboard, and with a softer voice asked, "What’s wrong? Didn’t receive the photos, or is there a problem?"
Viscount Zhou spoke while yawning.
Hearing his slightly hoarse voice, Aurelia Shaw guessed he was probably sleeping. It was hard for someone who enjoyed life to such an extent to stay up all night for her matter; thinking of this, her heart warmed.
"It’s not about the photos; they are very clear. You must have a lot of photos on hand, right? Send them all to me, I need them.
Also, can you get the hotel’s surveillance footage?"
Given it’s about Aurelia Shaw, Viscount Zhou would naturally investigate thoroughly. The photos he had could be described as a living adult book; however, he felt those sordid things didn’t need to be shown to Aurelia Shaw.
But now Aurelia Shaw was proactively asking for them—