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Chapter 1098 Her Counterargument

Brent swiftly hung up the call after his threat. The click of the phone disconnecting felt like a slap to Phoebe's pale face. She had never experienced such terror. If she failed to clear up the chaos properly, her entire career would be destroyed. She had spent years of hard work to build her fame and reputation, and she refused to see them crumble away. Aside from Brent, the other admirers had contacted Phoebe for an explanation. In an instant, countless messages cluttered up in her inbox. Only Darian remained hopeful of her. "The screenshots are fake, aren't they? I'm sure it's that old hag's doing. She wants to see you fall from grace, but I trust you. You were never a gold-digger. After all, you never accept my gifts," he texted. Realizing she needed an attester, Phoebe changed Darian's nickname and sent him a screenshot. "I don't know why those rumors have been spreading online. This is what my phone screen really looks like," she texted with a crying emoji. Darian was wai

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