?<strong>Chapter 921:</strong>


    His eyes darkened with gravity as he dered coldly, “I suspect there’s something more sinister behind Lauryn’s apparent suicide.”


    Arion immediately rejected his brother’s theory. “What could possibly be suspicious? Who would end their life merely for an award?”


    Jenesis shed Arion a look of frustration, running her fingers through her hair. “Consider this—what if she was already battling a terminal illness with little time remaining? By choosing an earlier death, she could escape her suffering while simultaneously achieving her lifelong dream. Many would make that choice.”


    Arion’s eyes widened at this revtion, his mouth falling slightly open. Leaning in her seat, Jenesis borated, “Lauryn and I were cast in the same production previously. Shortly after filmingmenced, she was unexpectedly reced.


    I learned that Lauryn had advanced cancer—she had lost all her hair to chemotherapy treatments, and the agony had be so overwhelming that working became impossible.


    This exnation rings true. The script was exceptional, with even supporting roles filled by seasoned performers—a truly rare opportunity. Given Lauryn’s determined character, she wouldn’t have abandoned it unless absolutely necessary.”


    Arion’s brow furrowed with renewed confusion as he said, “But how could she have predicted her suicide would ignite such massive public outrage? Social media trends are wildly unpredictable these days. Sometimes an ordinary person rockets to fame overnight, while significant events get buried.


    Her death has sparked a confrontation betweenmon people and industry titans. On a broader scale, it could trigger social instability. What if tforms had forcibly suppressed the trending topics? Wouldn’t her sacrifice have been meaningless?”


    Reece tapped Arion’s head with mild exasperation. “Should Imend your intelligence or point out your naivety? You can analyze this from a societal perspective, yet fail to imagine a hidden orchestrator behind the scenes?”


    “Are you suggesting powerful interests coborated with her on this?” Arion pressed. “But she previously refused topromise with these powerful figures. Why would she suddenly cooperate with them when facing death?”


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    Jenesis inhaled deeply to quell her mounting irritation at Arion’s obtuseness. “Lauryn refused topromise before because she wouldn’t sell her dignity and passion for her craft. Herpromise now merely elerates an inevitable ending to reim justice for all the wrongs she endured.”


    Arion nodded thoughtfully, stroking his chin. “Then what drives their agenda? Everyone acts with purpose. Why go to such extraordinary lengths, even using Lauryn’s life, just to fulfill her dying wish?”


    The intensity in Reece’s eyes sharpened. “Sometimes, people act not to gain something for themselves, but to prevent others from obtaining it.”


    Jenesis regarded Arion as though he were hopelessly dense and rified Reece’s cryptic statement. “If Lauryn receives the Best Actress award, wouldn’t that mean Carrie loses it?”


    “Since when did Lauryn harbor such animosity toward Carrie?” Arion scratched his head, feelingpletely disconnected from hispanions’ reasoning.


    Reece inhaled deeply, silently repeating to himself that this was indeed his biological brother, born of the same parents.


    He spoke deliberately, each word measured. “Even if Lauryn resented Carrie, she wouldn’t possess the resources for such a scheme. Previously, I heard mention that Carrie had several confrontations with the Hinks family’s adopted daughter at the mall. That woman wields considerable influence.”


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