Henry, however,pletely ignored his cold re and continued his relentless attack on Bianca.


    "And you never publicly apologized for stealing Ms. Gilmore''s university spot. With a character like yours, Miss Lowell, who would dare to invest in your project?"


    "I certainly wouldn''t!"


    "I''d be afraid Miss Lowell would take the money and run, driving investor after investor to suicide, only to be mocked with, ''Once they''re dead, the debt''s gone. They have it easier than the living."


    Bianca''s expression was beyond ugly.


    Everyone at this dinner was a major yer in the business world.


    By airing her dirtyundry in front of them, Henry was clearly trying to block every possible path for her.


    Bianca didn''t dare look at the investors'' faces anymore.


    Even with Seth by her side, she had lost all her confidence. She shot up from her seat, her voice trembling. "I... I need to step out for a moment."


    But even in her desperation, Henry didn''t let up.


    "Running away to hide again, Miss Lowell?"


    Bianca didn''t dare utter a word and fled the room.


    With the scene he''d caused, the dinner''s host, Hugh Summers, could only manage


    an awkwardugh. "Mr. Brooke is certainly... fiery for a young man."


    Seth''s eyes darkened. He also rose from his seat. "Please excuse me as well."


    It was clear he was worried about Bianca and rushing tofort her.


    Hugh Summers was more than happy to see him go and didn''t even bother with a polite protest. "Of course, Mr. Harcourt. We''ll catch up another time."


    Once the two of them left, the atmosphere in the private room became harmonious again.


    Someone with a strong sense of curiosity asked Henry what that was all about. Henry didn''t hold back, telling them everything from start to finish.


    He exined how Bianca had giarized Noreen''s thesis, how she had stolen Noreen''s ce at a top international business school, and how she had used underhanded methods to obtain her degree.


    With every detail he revealed, the crowd grew more shocked.


    Henry concluded with a resonant warning, "Everyone, keep your eyes wide open when you invest. You don''t want to get burned."


    That evening, Noreen recounted the story to ire.


    ire burst outughing.


    "That kid''s pback is brutal!"


    "Let me tell you, celebrities aren''t most afraid of haters; they''re afraid of the hardcore fans who turn on them. When they flip, they show no mercy!"


    "I can see that," Noreen said.


    "I wish I could just finish my scenes right now and fly to Rivercrest City to watch the drama unfold online! Getting your daily summaries just isn''t satisfying enough," iremented, her mind already far from the film set.


    But her main concern was whether Bianca could actually recover from this.


    "If jerk Seth can still pull her out of this mess, I''ll stop calling him jerk Seth," ire dered.


    Noreen was curious. "Then what will you call him?"


    "With a talent for salvaging like that? I''ll call him Saint Seth, the Miracle Worker."


    Noreen was speechless.


    Humiliated at Hugh Summers''s dinner, Bianca returned home in a foul mood.


    But that wasn''t the worst of it.


    Something even worse was waiting for her.


    Yvonne wasn''t in her bedroom getting her beauty sleep as usual. Instead, she was


    sitting in the living room, her face a thunderous mask.


    When she saw Bianca walk in, she spoke. "We have a problem."


    Bianca''s heart plummeted. Her nerves were already stretched to their breaking point, and hearing Yvonne say those words made her mind gopletely nk with a deafening buzz.