The Mysterious Billionaire and His Substitute Bride

The smile on Emani’s face hadn’t disappeared in the slightest bit. She was even imagining how she would receive the prize for best actress of the year at an International Film Festival.

“What happened? Calm down.” Emani said, as she casually lay across the bed.

“Why are you still lying there?! Get up and put on your clothes. Are you aware that the company has already started an emergency PR meeting?” The agent’s face turned bright crimson with rage. She pulled Emani to sit up in the bed and with a roar, she said, “Why are you so dumb? Why couldn’t you just sleep at night, like a normal person? Why did you have to post that comment and cause trouble for everyone?”

“What are you going on about?” Emani enquired with utter confusion. “What’s going on? I did post a tweet just now, but it was a great one, wasn’t it? The fans are angrier at that bitch than ever now.”

Her agent was pacing around the room anxiously. “It’s not about that. The fans might not be able to see what you were trying to do, but Kirby Wilde, that paparazzo, was somehow irked by what you had posted. In response, he’s been posting all the bad news about you and they’ve all gone viral now!”

“Let me see!” The smile on Emani’s face hadn’t disappeared in the slightest bit. She was even imagining how she would receive the prize for best actress of the year at an International Film

yourself. Why can’t you be more sensible? You have executed a myriad of atrocious deed and we spent copious amounts of time and money covering it up. You should have been very careful after all we’ve had to do! Why do you have to make

on Kirby’s post to see

what she had said to paint herself as the victim and

well as bullying other actresses. There were other

evidence?” Emani was

having brought down several A-listers to their knees. If he resolves to take someone down, he ensures he gets solid, irrefutable