Sharon Thorne was feeling smug. The comments section was filled with fans defending her.

[SOB, our dear Sharon has it so rough.]

[Sorry, but I’m standing with her, no matter what.]

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[We have to make Gabriel Sinclair pay. He’s been in the business for so long, I can’t imagine how many actresses he’s preyed on.]

[Now that you mention it, there are quite a few. I can’t believe Gabriel Sinclair is so wild, he doesn’t even look that old. Anyone know what his background is?]

The internet was in an uproar, filled not only with fans but also with curious onlookers drawn in by the trending topic.

However, after reading up on the situation, many people started to have questions.

[Wait a minute, Gabriel Sinclair only responded less than half an hour ago. Sharon Thorne wrote a post thousands of words long in that time? Not even novelists type that fast.]

[Isn’t it obvious? She clearly wrote it beforehand and was just waiting for Gabriel Sinclair to walk into her trap. Everyone knows he loves to clap back at people. Sharon Thorne obviously anticipated it and had the whole post ready to go.]

[You guys must be haters. This is a huge deal. You really think Sharon would gamble with her own reputation like this? No sane person would do that.]

[Exactly! Our Sharon is just a fast typer. Some of those web novelists can pump out seven or eight thousand words an hour. If they can do it, why can’t she?]

Watching her fans defend her, Sharon Thorne didn’t feel the least bit grateful. Instead, her expression turned foul.

"What a bunch of idiots! Don’t they know I’ve said online that I barely use electronic devices?"

Sharon Thorne was furious.

’To think I was so close to winning, only to be tripped up by my own damn fans.’

"Delete those comments, now! We can’t let this get out," she snapped at her assistant, her voice unstable.

The assistant gave a strained smile. "Sharon, those comments are already at the top. If we delete them now, it’ll just make our fans suspicious. It’s better to leave them for now. In a few hours, we can buy some new comments, boost them to the top, and then quietly delete the old ones."

Sharon Thorne thought it was a hassle but couldn’t think of a better solution, so she reluctantly agreed.

After a moment, she added, "Those two fans from earlier—use some of our alt accounts to report them."

The assistant froze, a look of disbelief in her eyes. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

"Sharon, but... they were defending you. If you do this..."

"So what? It’s their own fault for being so brainless! Don’t you realize they almost ruined everything for me?"

Sharon Thorne’s face darkened. She shot her assistant a glare, her voice laced with exasperation. "Just look at Gabriel Sinclair’s assistant, then look at you. You’re completely useless! More trouble than you’re worth!"

The assistant could only suffer in silence.

’Gabriel Sinclair actually had a great reputation in the industry. It was just that he ran his mouth a lot and tended to offend people.’

’But she had to admit, from what she’d seen of him on set and on variety shows, Gabriel Sinclair was actually very good-natured.’

’Despite the online rumors that Gabriel Sinclair bullied his assistant, everyone in the industry knew he was incredibly good to his staff. When it came to gifts from sponsors, as long as it wasn’t something outrageously expensive, his assistant almost always got a share.’

’He rarely even made his assistant carry his things when they traveled for work.’

’You could say that being Gabriel Sinclair’s assistant was the dream job for every other celebrity assistant in the business.’