Even in Asher’s comment section, the narrative began to shift, gradually changing tone.
“Elizabeth should honestly thank the Blazing Sun crew for their questionable decisions. Without their rejection, she wouldn’t have landed the chance to work with Asher. With his Midas touch, she’s poised for greatness.”
“I remember Asher declining to appear with Sandra on a variety show before. Some called him arrogant for it. But after seeing Sandra’s audition clip, I can only say—good call, Asher.”
“My interest in Blazing Sun has completely fizzled. It’s just a cash grab now.”
“Poor Stewart. I really admired him. He’s both talented and as committed as Asher.”
In the serene atmosphere of a luxury spa, Sandra, who had been reclining on the massage bed, abruptly sat up and hurled her phone across the room in a fit of rage.
The beautician, startled, froze, unsure of how to react.
“Leave,” Elva ordered, dismissing the beautician with a wave before picking up the phone.
The plush carpet cushioned the fall, leaving the phone unscathed, Twitter comments still glowing on the screen.
Elva sighed deeply, her tone tinged with exasperation. “The new team members have really botched things this time. Their approach is far too naive. I’ll need to spend time mentoring them myself.”
Sandra, frustration etched across her face, tore off her face mask and flung it to the floor. “I never thought Soren, that pampered heir, would use Asher as a pawn to elevate Elizabeth. Elizabeth is still married to Elijah! Has Soren truly become so reckless that he’s willing to pit the entire Rodgers family against the James family over a married woman?”
Placing the phone on the side table next to Sandra, Elva responded evenly, “It’s just the chatter of a few online trolls. It’s not worth your agitation. Your health is delicate right now. Don’t let this nonsense bother you.”
“Asher, always pretending to be so noble, yet he grovels before Soren. Pathetic!” Sandra refused to believe Asher’s admiration for Elizabeth was genuine. She chalked up his behavior entirely to Soren’s manipulation.
“What has you so riled up? Elizabeth’s still a novice, and her upcoming project hasn’t even started filming. This isn’t over until the very end, and the winner hasn’t been decided yet. Asher’s fans might adore Elizabeth now, but if any connection between her and Asher surfaces, the spotlight he’s shone on her could quickly transform into a storm of backlash, potentially derailing her career.”
Elva’s eyes glinted with a sly touch of amusement at that thought.
