After Falling In Love with the movie king

I was awakened by messages in the group chat.

When I opened my phone, I found out that my online store had been reported.

When I tried to log in again, the website became a 404 error page.

Liam's fans wailed in the group and mentioned me like crazy.

[Una, what am I going to do without you, Una?]

[We're students. We can't afford expensive merch. You're our hope, Una.]

I was also frustrated.

Misfortunes never came singly.

Just when the group chat was in a mess, someone opened a new topic, exposing my doing and my Instagram account.

[This washed-up actress steals private photos from the circle. No wonder she and her shop ends up this way.]

The long Instagram post accused me of my immoral behavior, criticizing me from civil, social, and moral perspectives.

I received much attention.

I became popular with negative report.

There was a lot of criticism in the comment section.

But what I soon face was the huge compensation proposed by this Instagram influencer.

His team contacted me.

"Is this Ms. Una Benoite? We would like to talk to you about your online store."

After hanging up the phone, my former manager, Daphne Mikaela, contacted me proactively.

The company attached great importance to it. Even though I have already left the entertainment industry, I used to be their artist.

Daphne didn't scold me and brainstormed with me to find a solution.

"Una, when you were in the industry, I've never seen you so popular. Now, with the exposure of your illegal dealing, you are so famous.

"I have some connections with Liam's manager, so we can minimize the impact. You must show your sincerity."

I nodded, "Do I just need to communicate with his manager?"

"Yes."

Daphne made someone send me to Liam's company.

To my surprise, no one bothered me along the way.

Liam's manager sat on the sofa opposite me, holding a pile of information about my online store.

Liam sat next to me with a mask and a cap. He looked down at the screenshots of my online store, where his personal photos abounded.

I didn't expect I would meet Liam this way after so many years.

My legs trembled involuntarily, and my nails almost peeled off a layer of skin from my finger.

"Miss Benoite, do you know that this is a violation of Liam's portrait rights?

"We can sue you for using his image for profit."

I lowered my head almost to my knees.

Suddenly, Liam spoke with a deep voice,

"How much did you earn?"

"Ah?" I suddenly looked up and happened to find Liam looking at me.

His eyes were very captivating.

My tongue tied up and I became stuttering. "A-Around 2 thousand."

The manager sneered. "Is Liam only worth this much?"

I whispered, "The current market is not good..."

Liam took off his mask and turned to look at me.

Sensing his gaze, I buried my head almost close to my chest.

I dared not look him in the eye now.

"Una, in high school you sold my photos for two dollars each, now you sell my merchandise photos for 20 dollars each.

"Are you so short of money?

"Look up, you are ugly with your head down."

I slowly lifted my head and saw Liam's face.

Compared to high school, his features were more distinct without his callowness.

He looked even thinner than in the photos.

"I'm sorry."

I really needed money, but I didn't expect what I did to have such a big impact.

Liam tapped the sofa with his finger, looked at me with a clenched fist, and raised his gaze: "Then why did you quit the industry?"