Chapter 42

"I support Cassandra! Original creators will always deserve respect!" Clara sat alone in her apartment, her face pale as a sheet. Her hands trembled as she scrolled through her phone, staring at the wave of scathing comments flooding her screen, overwhelmed by a growing sense of despair. She had thought this competition would be her big break, a chance to rise to fame in one shot. She never imagined it would all come crashing down like this. "How… how did it end up like this…" she murmured, eyes filled with confusion and fear. Clara immediately called Aidan. … Meanwhile, back at the press conference, things had taken on a much lighter, mocking tone. Someone called out, "Hey, what about the person who said they'd kneel and apologize? It's time to put on a show!" Laughter broke out across the room. The reporter who had made the bold claim slipped away quietly, tail between her legs. After the conference ended, Cassandra was about to head home when she got a call from Aidan. "Cas