Such a juicy, scandalous affair couldn''t help but attract a crowd.


    Onlookers whipped out their phones, eager to capture the scene.


    Ste''s brow furrowed as she took it all in.


    Abby was still a ways off and wouldn''t arrive for a while yet.


    She couldn''t let this woman continue causing a scene.


    With that thought, Ste quickly called the police.


    The officers arrived fast, ushering the unruly family off the premises.


    But it wasn''t long before a video of the incident was posted online, where it spread like wildfire.


    Within the hour, the inte was aze with outrage, everyone condemning Antoney as a selfish, irresponsible lowlife who ought to be thrown in jail.


    Fame, Ste had learned long ago, came with a price: privacy became a thing of the past. Now, Antoney was learning the same painful lesson.


    Several young women from the music world, all pianists, jumped at the chance to pile on. They imed Antoney had a habit of using his musical talent and good looks to manipte and take advantage of them, always under the guise of "mentoring."


    After falling prey to Antoney''s mind games, none of them went to the police. Instead, they became his so-called "girlfriends," one after another.


    And once Antoney tired of them, he simply broke things off and moved on.


    With each new usation, the story gained credibility-and Antoney''s reputation plummeted. Overnight, he became a pariah, the kind of person everyone loved to hate.


    The scandal rocked the entire musicmunity. After all, Antoney had racked up numerous awards at internationalpetitions and was widely celebrated for his talent. That much was never in doubt.


    But his character? That was another story entirely.


    Many sponsors, hesitant at first, quickly changed their tune as more evidence and testimonies emerged. One by one, they released public statements announcing the termination of their contracts.


    Their swift withdrawal was as damning as any verdict, confirming Antoney''s guilt in the eyes of the world.


    Meanwhile, in Antoney''s apartment, Abby scrolled through the never-ending barrage of online news, her anger boiling over.


    "That ungrateful witch! Antoney helped her back then, and now she''s stabbing him in the back? What a bitch!"


    She couldn''t help but curse aloud.


    Back in the day, when Antoney was working in a bar, he''d identally overheard cries for helping from a private room. Without hesitation, he''d kicked open the door and found a man assaulting a young woman.


    While Antoney moved to intervene, the man managed to escape. He checked on the injured girl, but didn''t have time to give chase.


    No one could have predicted what happened next: when the girl regained


    consciousness, she med Antoney for the assault.


    This had all happened just after Ste returned to the Williams family, and she had no idea about it at the time.


    Ste asked, "Didn''t you go to the police?"


    "We did. The police investigated and confirmed Antoney wasn''t involved," Abby replied. "But the woman just wouldn''t let it go. She kept hounding Antoney, insisting he was


    responsible for what happened to


    her."


    Ste wasn''t surprised that Antoney had tried to help. He might have had a cold


    exterior, but deep down, he was soft-hearted.


    "So how did you resolve it?" Ste asked.


    Abby sighed. "Ste found out about


    it by ident. She ended up giving that family arge sum of money to make them leave for good. We thought it was all in the past. I have no idea why they''ve suddenlye back and dragged Antoney into this mess again."


    Ste thought for a moment, then asked, "Would releasing the police report help calm the rumors?"


    Abby shook her head. "The woman was the first to call the police, and she was so unreasonable that even the officers couldn''t do anything with her. By the time she reported it, days had already passed and it was impossible to gather any real evidence."