Chapter 627

They couldn’t care less about Susan’s feelings. What truly mattered to them was buzz—scandals, controversies, anything that could whip the audience into a frenzy. The more drama they brewed, the higher the ratings climbed. And higher ratings meant more screen time, more brand deals, more resources. In their eyes, Susan wasn’t a colleague or a fellow human being—she was a tool. A stepping stone. A convenient pawn to help them climb higher. Eleanor ignored them all. She sat alone on a white wicker chair near the edge of the lawn, perfectly composed. Without an agent fussing over her hair or an assistant hovering at her side, she seemed almost out of place among the other guests. But that very isolation only added to her mystique. There was a coolness about her—a quiet dignity that made it impossible to look away. Like a rare flower blooming in the shadowed corners of a forgotten garden, she held her head high, untouchable yet impossibly alluring. Meanwhile, the live-stream chat was alrea