Chapter 465
Chapter 465:
Lance’s initially cheerful expression quickly shifted to a deep red as anger took over, and he grabbed Ashton by the collar.
“Are you out of your mind? If you have the guts, say it again p>
Ashton opened his eyes, casually shrugged off Lance’s grip, and replied with a slight grin, “There’s no need for me to say it again. You’ll see Kirsten’s true colors soon enough if all goes as expected p>
Seeing Ashton continuously malign their idol, Lance and the fan club members boiled with anger and closed in, poised to give Ashton a harsh reprimand.
But just as they were about to strike, Kirsten’s voice cut through the studio’s speakers. It wasn’t the sweet Kirsten everyone was accustomed to, but a voice sharp with contempt, saying, “This show is a disaster. Why do we have so many interactive parts? Everyone who steps up here is as fat and oily as a pig, drenched in sweat. It’s disgusting p>
The crowd around Ashton, their fists in the air, froze in shock.
What was happening?
At that moment, another male voice intervened, saying, “Oh, quit your whining. These fools are our cash cows. Without their blind devotion, where would our fancy cars and houses come from p>
“Exactly, my love, you’re simply the best!” Kirsten’s flirtatious laughter followed.
The studio erupted into turmoil with these disclosures, and the male voice turned out to be none other than Kirsten’s agent, Carlton! From the sound of their exchange, it was clear their relationship extended beyond professional bounds.
The crowd, which had been boiling over with rage moments earlier, now stood in stunned confusion as the conversation echoed through the speakers.
It quickly dawned on everyone that Kirsten’s microphone had likely been left on by accident, and due to a technical glitch at the broadcast room, her private conversation from the lounge was being aired to the audience.
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Lance and his group, who had been surrounding Ashton, were paralyzed in disbelief. The pure, lovely “princess” they had fiercely defended, their gentle, untouchable goddess, had just called them disgusting pigs behind their backs. To make matters worse, they heard Kirsten’s flirtatious tone, calling her agent “my love,” a clear hint of an intimate relationship between the two.
In an instant, the sweet and innocent image Kirsten had carefully cultivated since her debut shattered. The reality of her manipulative, deceitful nature was now painfully obvious to everyone present.
Ashton, on the other hand, remained unfazed. He had long since seen through their facades, especially Kirsten’s. He knew exactly what kind of person she was, which was why he had orchestrated this entire scenario. Funding the variety show had been part of his plan, allowing him to plant recording equipment in the lounge to capture moments just like this. But that wasn’t all. After receiving some inside information from Zeke, Ashton had gone one step further, discreetly adding a special drug that would lower inhibitions and compel those under its influence to speak without restraint.
Ashton had no idea what would come next, but he was sure it would be even more dramatic than everything that had already come to light.
Meanwhile, in the lounge, the two people at the center of it all were blissfully unaware their private conversation was being exposed to the world. Kirsten, already thrilled by her successful attempt to ruin Ashton’s reputation, grew even more excited under the influence of the drug.