Alex and Jude kept silent.K-brown looked at them oddly. “Is there a problem?” he asked.“Oh, nothing. Just that the unfortunate dude who stole your shine is standing right in front of you.” Alex pointed at himself.“Oh.” K-brown fell silent for a few seconds before speaking again. “Sorry, man. I was just capping. I like you. Come on, let’s take a selfie, the three of us. Then we can grab some drinks and maybe talk to some beautiful girls. With my influence, every girl will want to talk to you.” He flashed a wide grin.Alex realized K-brown was surprisingly humble and outgoing for an artist. A true free spirit.The three of them took a selfie, after which K-brown led them to a nearby lounge.Alex immediately posted the picture of the trio on his Gram. He knew that by tomorrow it would be flooded with likes.K-brown was already an established B-grade artist, with only a small barrier separating him from A-grade status. He was still relatively new, just three years into the game, yet he

The next day, news about the up-and-coming artist Alex and his producer spread rapidly and made headlines everywhere.It was clear that the story was being deliberately pushed.A great number of people who had never heard of Alex before were now hearing about him for the first time, and unfortunately in a very bad way.The videos circulated everywhere online within hours. Clips were reposted repeatedly, analyzed by commentators, and debated across social media.Comment sections were flooded with reactions."Disgusting. Cancel him immediately.""So this is the rising star everyone was praising?""I always knew there was something wrong with him.""Lock him up."Others were more cautious."Did anyone watch the full video?""This feels strange… something about it looks edited."But those voices were quickly drowned out by the wave of outrage.Internet warriors were already calling for them to be cancelled.K-brown's team began reaching out to Anna, asking her to delete Alex's post on Gra

They were brought to a room and left there after their handcuffs were removed. They didn’t wait long before a crying Amber burst in and lunged straight for Alex, hugging him tightly.“Amber…” he said softly, his voice breaking.“I’m trying my best, Alex. I begged my father as much as I could, but he said that with the evidence it will be really hard to get you out. I know you didn’t do it. I’m sorry I didn’t warn you about how dark the industry is.” She cried.“It’s not your fault. I was too careless. Also, stop asking your father for help. You might make things too difficult for him, and he might end up loathing me.”She didn’t reply and only hugged him tighter.“Amber, I thought the first thing you would ask the moment you saw me would be for me to tell you the truth about whether I truly did it. I never knew you believed in my character so much,” he said calmly. If there was one silver lining in all this, it was seeing at least one person believe in him completely, even with eviden

"Frederick, please. This is our son Jude we are talking about. Let's put aside our differences and do something," Mrs Agnes said, kneeling and clutching the legs of a tall, fat, middle-aged man."Get away from me. Now he's my son? But you were the one who instigated him not to come back. He even rejected a house and a sixty-thousand-credit car just to do that DJ work.""He's not a DJ. He's a producer," Agnes explained."Whatever. I don't care. All I know is that I don't have such a shameless son. He couldn't even be man enough to chase women and instead resorted to forcing himself on them. What a disgrace." He spat the words out."What are you saying? You and I both clearly know that he didn't do it," she said angrily."You and I know? How would I even know? I didn't raise him," he interjected."Yes, probably because you were busy impregnating a whore outside wedlock," she snapped."A whore? How dare you call my wife a whore?" he snapped back."So what? Isn't she a whore? You know wha

It had now been four hours. Many people in the waiting room had already performed, and it would soon be his turn.Suddenly, the door to the waiting room opened, and the show organizer walked in.“We have a special artist here with us today. Initially, he was supposed to open the show, but he had an emergency. To those of you waiting in line, I’m sorry, but this artist will have to perform first. He’s still very busy and has somewhere else to be after this.”The show organizer spoke in an apologetic tone. Everyone waiting for their turn, including Alex, frowned, but none of them could do anything about it. All of them here were upcoming artists who were barely known, so they had no power to protest.They all looked up to see the artist receiving such special treatment. Alex also looked up but instantly regretted it.The person was none other than Derek.Alex cursed his luck. Why Derek of all people? And was that guy stuck performing free shows or something? Both times Alex had seen him