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    Malcolm hadn’t left her side once. Just outside the ward, Louis stood behind the ss, his eyes locked on her through the window, too overwhelmed to step inside.


    Louis took a deep breath, pulled out his phone, and began typing with shaky fingers. After a few minutes, he hit “Post.”


    Louis’s post read, “My name is Louis Harper. Regarding the lies and vicious rumors targeting me and the people I care about, we are gathering proof and leaving the rest to our legal team.”


    He couldn’t bear the thought of today’s incident repeating itself. Seeing Kiera dragged into the chaos and injured was already more than he could handle.


    Meanwhile, haters circted clips of Louis protecting Kiera at the hospital doors, pairing them with footage of their affectionate moments and twisting the narrative to ignite outrage. The videos went viral, setting the inte aze.


    Louis’s fan club, waiting for him to speak up, was met with a cold, blunt statement — no exnations, no details, just a firm deration.


    The response was like a spark in dry grass. Fans erupted. The fan club descended into chaos. People were furious; some vowed to abandon Louis for good. Criticism poured in from all corners online.


    “I’ve supported Louis since his very first movie. After all these years, this is how it ends?”


    “I’m leaving the fan club. I can’t support someone who won’t even defend himself.”


    “How many women has he secretly dated? How is a guy like that even a celebrity? He should just quit already!”


    “Seriously. He should be done.”


    “Get him out of the industry!”


    With Louis’s fanbase in turmoil, the haters seized control of the narrative. Not a single supporter stepped up to defend him.


    Louis’s manager, having just seen the post, nearly lost his mind. Panicked, he called Louis.


    “Louis! I told you not to post anything! Why didn’t you listen? Do you realize what you’ve done? Everyone’s turning against you. You’re destroying everything you’ve worked for!”


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    Louis leaned back, cigarette between his fingers but unlit—smoking wasn’t allowed inside the hospital anyway. His voice was calm, almost detached.


    “Then I’ll quit. No big deal.”


    The only time Louis’s expression softened was when he nced at Kiera, resting quietly in the hospital bed.


    The manager was too stunned to say another word. He sat in silence for a moment before finally asking, “Are you actually serious about this?”


    “Yes,” Louis replied, his voice steady and resolute.


    Having worked alongside Louis for nearly a decade, the manager had never seen this side of him. Most people viewed Louis as sharp-tongued and rebellious, someone who constantly challenged authority.


    But that wasn’t the whole picture. Despite being heir to the Harper legacy, Louis never unted it. During filming, he plunged into ice-cold rivers in winter, threw himself into grueling action scenes under zing heat, and brushed off injuries withoutint.


    Acting wasn’t just a job to Louis—he gave it his whole heart. Now, watching him throw it all away for the sake of a woman left the manager speechless.


    The manager exhaled slowly, resigned. “Alright, I get it.”


    After hanging up, Louis spotted Malcolm approaching. There was no warmth in Malcolm’s face; the lines around his mouth were drawn tight.


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