From Divorce To Dominance

Seeing the scene unfold. Chloe panicked. Before she could comfort Tessa, Tessa covered her face, pushed through the crowd, and ran out. "Tessal" Chloe yelled as she chased after her. As she passed Natalie, she couldn't hold back her anger and shouted, "Are you happy now?!"

In response to Chloe's frustrated outburst, Natalie only smiled brightly. "You should be asking yourself that. Wasn't it you who kept pushing me to call Andrew?" Chloe was speechless, her mouth opening and closing comically, trying to find words.

Chloe raised her hand to slap Natalie

Natalie rolled her eyes, saying, "Stay away from me in the future, I can't even be bothered with ignorant fools like you." Those words hit hard. but was stopped by Andrew, who pushed her aside. She stumbled a few steps back, furious. "Just wait, Natalie!" Chloe glared at Natalie, but when her gaze met Andrew's dark expression, she reluctantly stomped her foot and hurried out. In the hallway, Chloe didn't see Tessa at first. It wasn't until she reached the stairwell that she faintly heard crying. She pushed open the door and found Tessa curled up in a corner, sobbing her heart out. Chloe crouched beside her and tried to comfort her. "Don't cry. It's all Natalie's fault! We should expose her shady dealings with those old men. Let's see how she acts then!" That would be a game-changer. Tessa was already feeling crushed-she'd put in so much effort to make it to the finals for the endorser selection, but now everything was falling apart because of Chloe. The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. Her glossy eyes glared at Chloe. "If you hadn't provoked her, would I have lost my chance?!" she shouted.

Chloe, though a bit dense, felt a pang of irritation at Tessa's words. After a moment's thought, she realized Tessa might have a point. But she did it only to stand up for her friend. Feeling embarrassed, she replied, "Fine, it's my fault. But who says you've lost your chance?"

Tessa looked at her i in à confusion.

Chloe smirked slyly and said, "Once we reveal all her shady dealings, the title of endorser is definitely coming back to you." Tessa paused, considering Chloe's logic. Gradually, she stopped crying and began to calm down. Chloe was now fired up, bouncing with excitement. "Let's post those photos now!"

But Tessa quickly shook her head, her lips pressing tight together. After some thought, she said, "Not yet. I want her to feel how hard the fall can be when she gets too high on her own egol

Meanwhile, after Tessa and Chloe ran off, Oscar ordered the host, Wendy, to return to the lobby of the apartment building for the contestants to check in. As for the hype, today was already intense enough; his heart could barely handle any more shock

Despite Natalie no longer being live-streamed, the audience's enthusiasm for her didn't fade. A strange scene unfolded: her hame was still mentioned in the chat even though she wasn't in the broadcast, proving she was still a guaranteed source of views.

(Natalie is definitely the real deal, training under Mr. Graham. That boxing she did was pure art!]

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[Can any experts confirm if Natalie's cosmetic packaging is a real antique? Pretty please!]

Nat's outfits and makeup are goals! Ladies, take notes! She looks both innocent and stunning-guys would lose their heads!]

[Rich girl vibes for sure! That truckload of designer stuff is literally every woman's dream life!]

Il calculated it. If I work hard for five hundred years, I might get to live like her.]

[Is nobody shipping Nat and Andrew? They look amazing together!]

What? No! Nat and I are the perfect match!]

Most of the comments were friendly, but there were a few that stood out, especially from Tessa's fans. Tessa might not be as famous as Natalie, but she still had a solid fanbase since she started out, thanks to her classic-style label. Her die-hard fans were fiercely loyal, and the sight of Tessa running out in tears only inflamed their protective instincts, sparking a barrage of insults aimed at Natalie.

[Natalie is going way too far! Just because she has some cash, she thinks she can do anything?]

[Some of you need to stop kissing your queen's feet! Go find out where your idol's money comes from before barking here!]

[Someone, get Natalie out of here!]

Tessa's fans were getting wild, turning into a loud digital mob in the chat. They were all trying to outshout one another. But Natalie's fans weren't backing down either. They jumped right into the argument, tossing insults around like it was no deal.

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[Shut up. Tessa's fans! You're making things up!]

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While Tessa tried to attack Nat, it totally backfired and she ended up losing her gig. She must be so mad.] [Anyone with decent internet wouldn't back Smooth Skin. It's getting bad reviews every single day. Tessa was paid to promote it.] [What's with this 'queen of classic beauty' nonsense? Tessa doesn't deserve that title!]

The two groups of fans started off cautiously, throwing passive-aggressive comments. But before long, things spiraled out of control, and an avalanche of insults started flying. The chat quickly filled up with F-bombs everywhere. One account, cleverly named "Nataliels MyWife," stood out for its incredible speed and energy. They typed very fast. When someone posted a comment, this account had already blasted out ten counter-replies without even blinking. It was like they had a never-ending supply of insults, consistently delivering fresh lines. They never seemed to get tired and. could always come up with a quick response in no time. Others'

speed began to wane in comparison, but "NatalielsMyWife" showed no signs of fatigue, continuing to hit the keyboard at lightning speed. In the end, the chat was mostly dominated by their relentless barrage of remarks. Meanwhile, in the CEO's office of the Luther Group, Howard couldn't contain his excitement as he watched the barrage of comments he had sent, bursting into laughter.

He looked up at Darren with admiration, saying, "Darren! This little program you made for dissing people is amazing! I can't thank you enought

With just a click to start, the program automatically posted all sorts of insults collected from the web-one every second, at an astonishing speed.

Darren lounged confidently in his chair, legs casually spread, looking both relaxed and irritated. He furrowed his brows and

scoffed lightly at Howard's praise. "You really want to thank me?"

Howard's alarm bells went off immediately. He gave a resigned smile, saying. "As long as you don't make me give up on Nat.

I'm all in

'Stop calling her Nat! Does she have anything to do with you? She was my wife! Darren thought, shooting him a cold glance, and for some reason, Howard felt a chill go down his spine under that gaze. Clearing his throat awkwardly, Howard rubbed his neck. But when he shifted his eyes back to the computer screen, they widened in shock, and he cursed loudly, "D**n it!"