If Bonnie Wesley is a bona fide heiress, then Anna Scott is the unrivaled queen of the elite social scene. Everyone in the industry knows her name.
Anna Scott, a notoriously poor actress but outrageously wealthy, has always been shrouded in mystery. Rumors swirl online about a powerful benefactor behind her success, but no one has ever discovered who it is.
She's the epitome of a mysterious celebrity.
Acting is just a pastime for her. She says whatever she wants online, offends whoever she pleases, and never pulls punches. Yet ironically, everything she says turns out to be true. Even the most rabid fanbases steer clear of her, afraid she'll accidentally set their idol's reputation on fire before they even know what hit them.
So when Anna speaks up in defense of Bonnie. What does that mean?
Netizens were bold enough to ask, and Anna, being Anna, didn't bother playing coy. She posted a video on her X account, completely indifferent to the storm it would unleash. After posting, she logged off and went straight to bed.
The video was clearly taken at a high-profile gathering. At first, she was filming some exquisite pastries on her plate. When voices caught her attention, she tilted the camera just enough to capture Bonnie and Mandy Brown.
The footage was casual, even obscured halfway by a potted plant, but it clearly showed Mandy slapping herself and then dramatically collapsing to the floor.
At that point, Anna could be heard letting out a very audible, very disdainful sound.
Then, the netizens saw something that left them speechless. Bonnie, whom they had criticized for over ten days, calmly took off her shawl and gently draped it over Mandy to cover her up.
Silence.
Near the end of the video, a deep, magnetic male voice could be heard telling Anna to turn off the camera. She muttered a complaint before the screen abruptly went black.
"…."
My God.
Bonnie hadn't humiliated Mandy at all. In fact, she had helped her quietly and kindly. How was that cold or cruel? She was nothing short of an angel.
If it hadn't been for Anna's video, how much longer would Bonnie have been wrongfully vilified?
Mandy was nothing short of a venomous snake. She took someone's kindness, twisted it into a weapon, and wielded public opinion like a sword, inflicting wounds on an innocent person without remorse.
The internet was in chaos. #MandyBrownGetOutOfTheIndustry started trending at lightning speed, with people demanding she be blacklisted. Simultaneously, #ApologizeToBonnieWesley surged up the rankings, with thousands tagging Bonnie to apologize.
Comments poured in:
[I'm so sorry, @BonnieWesley]
[I was wrong to believe just one side of the story. I owe you an apology, @BonnieWesley]
[You must have felt so wronged these past few days. I'm sorry, @BonnieWesley]
[It's heartbreaking. Even I, someone who used to dislike her, couldn't stand watching anymore…]
[Count me in. I didn't dare speak up earlier, but netizens really went too far this time…]
…
When Bonnie saw the wave of apologies, she paused for a moment, then traced the incident back to Anna's post and understood everything.
She picked up her phone and sent Anna a message:
Thanks.
A while later, the proud little princess finally replied:
Hmph , ￣へ￣
Bonnie: "…"
She logged into X, paused briefly, and then began typing:
BonnieWesley: "Apologies aren't enough. Pay up!"
She attached a pouty, wronged panda meme.
Netizens, expecting a tearful statement, were caught off guard and couldn't help laughing. Instantly, her likeability skyrocketed.
Comments followed:
[Pay up! You must! ]
She had set the default donation amount to just one dollar, and charmed by her gesture, netizens quickly began tipping her. In no time, the money in Bonnie's account on X started rising sharply.
Twenty-four hours later, the total had become quite substantial.
Bonnie withdrew the funds and donated them to underprivileged areas. She posted a screenshot of the transaction and followed up with another message: "This winter, these children will have warm clothes to wear. Isn't this more meaningful than throwing insults around?"
Netizens were stunned:
[!!!!!!!]
[Oh my god, what kind of heavenly move is this? I'm genuinely touched!!!]
[Not exaggerating, I teared up instantly.]
[Sobbing... Bonnie is a literal angel… I donated too little before. I'm tipping again!!]
[Crying… don't know why, but this moved me deeply.]
Bonnie looked at the sea of heartfelt comments filled with praise and emotion, and the corners of her mouth lifted slightly. Sure, the netizens were wrong but no one likes to be scolded. Since it already happened, rather than hold a grudge, why not make the most of it?
That's just how reality works.
The scandal took about a week to finally die down online. In the ever-changing world of showbiz, something new happens every day. Mandy, drowning in debt, quickly married an elderly tycoon and vanished from the public eye.
Matt James's public image completely collapsed, and his acting career hit a wall. He didn't seem to care, though paparazzi snapped photos of him drinking alone late at night more than once.
June Potter, on the other hand, joined Bonnie's company. Since Matt refused to agree to a divorce, she filed a lawsuit and was awaiting the court's decision.
"Miss Wesley, thank you so much for letting me work at your company," June said gratefully. Matt, that bastard, had frozen all her accounts to force her back. She didn't even have a penny to her name.
Bonnie shook her head. "I look at talent, and you've got it." After marriage, June had kept studying and taking certification exams. She was a hardworking woman.
"Have HR show you around, get familiar with the workflow. I'll have them give you two months' salary in advance. If anything comes up, come straight to me."
"Thank you, Miss Wesley."
…
After work, Bonnie drove straight home. It wasn't until she reached the door that she realized she had forgotten her keys. She rang the bell.
A moment later, the door opened.
Bonnie froze.
The woman who opened it had a soft voice and bright eyes. "You are…?"
Bonnie stared at her without speaking.
Just then, Derek's voice came from inside, "Who is it?" He appeared behind the woman and frowned slightly when he saw Bonnie. "You forgot your keys?"
Bonnie took in the scene before her, and an uncomfortable feeling suddenly crept into her chest. Without a word, she walked past them and went straight into her room.
"Mr. Lee, did I do something wrong?" the woman asked nervously.
Derek looked in the direction Bonnie had gone, his gaze deep. He handed the documents in his hand to the woman. "It's nothing. You can go now."
"Okay."
Derek headed upstairs. Bonnie was facing away from him, looking for something. She didn't turn around when she heard him.
"That woman just now is a new employee. She doesn't know you yet." He rolled up his sleeves. "What do you want for dinner?"
Bonnie gathered her bank cards and passbooks and shoved them into his hands. "Is this enough?"
He looked at the items in his hand and chuckled lightly. "What's this supposed to mean?"
"I don't want to see you. Move out of my house. Now."
Tall and lean, with a lazy glint in his eyes, Derek slipped the cards into his pocket and replied casually, "Didn't I already explain? She's just an employee."