Internet Sensation: I Hit My Dad with My Car

I was a small-time entertainer in the entertainment industry.

My father, who was addicted to gambling, was lying under my car and asking me for 3 million dollars.

I sneered and ran over him with my car.

The next day, I became an internet sensation with the reputation of a murderer.

When the best actor publicly supported me, netizens were all shocked and suspected there was an inside story, demanding that I should leave the entertainment industry.

A year later, I had millions of fans, holding a golden award in my left hand and walking with the best actor in my right hand, while my father was locked up in prison.

1

"Just 3 million dollars, my good daughter. You must have earned a lot of money as a star these years."

"No, I haven't."

My voice sounded cold.

"No? Mindy, do you want me to go find your crazy mother again?"

John's face showed a smile that disgusted me, which had haunted my childhood and still couldn't be dispelled.

"Boom!"

I ignited the engine and drove straight over.

"John, you are indeed shameless, but I am even more ruthless than you!"

Hearing the sound, John quickly crawled out from under the car and cursed loudly, "You bitch, you really want to kill me!"

Yes, seven years ago, I wanted to kill you. I only regret not stabbing you with the knife back then!

2

"Mindy, you are really a hit now, but guess who is the bigger victim?"

My agent Lauren walked in with a fake smile on her face and threw the phone at me.

I could tell from Lauren's expression that something had happened.

#Mindy ran over her biological father#

#Mindy ruined her good public image#

#Mindy is a murderer#

The trending topics directly jumped to the top three of Twitter's hot searches.

Click in, and then the video of me driving to run over John could be seen.

[I have unfollowed her. Never judge a book by its cover. She pretends to be innocent and cute, but it turns out to be a scumbag!]

[The murderer should get out of the entertainment industry and go to jail!]

[Kevin has really had bad luck working with her!]

At this time, the newly popular young actor Kevin Louis, posted a tweet to solemnly clarify that I had nothing to do with him.

I sneered. He was not that famous but still liked to ride on others' fame.

Before, he used to send me messages in the middle of the night. At that time, he wanted to have a press conference to announce our on-screen couple relationship, which made Vincent very jealous.

The media was unscrupulous, I didn't kill John, but at this point, I was being labeled as a murderer.

I couldn't catch up with the speed at which he crawled under the car.

I pretended to be indifferent, but my agent, Lauren, gave me a flick on the head directly.

"Mindy, can't you be a little more sensible? The company can't suppress the hot search about you at all. Why can't you just endure it for a while?"

Lauren sighed at me. She knew my father's character and also knew that I was working so hard to get rid of John, that scum.

"For the sake of your career, you should swallow your pride and ask Mr. Glen to help you."

Lauren looked at me with pity.

"No, I can handle it myself."

I smiled.

"Scold as much as they want. The more miserable I am, the better the result will be. When the truth is completely exposed, it will be shocking enough, right?"

John, the surprise I had prepared for you just begun.

I had been waiting for this day for a long time.

Lauren thought I did something stupid out of impulse, but in fact, I had been working in the entertainment industry for so long not for money and fame.

I just wanted to completely get rid of John, the monster. I just wanted him to get the retribution he deserved!

John was released from prison only two years ago. He had been inquiring about me and my mother's news, and had been obsessively pursuing me after discovering that I was a celebrity.

He didn't quit gambling and came to ask me for money. He even threatened me that if I didn't give money to him, he would harass my mother.

I had already given him several million dollars.

I even borrowed some from Vincent.