Chapter 2

In my previous life, facing those malicious DMs, my mental health completely deteriorated, but I still pulled myself together, working day and night to make ends meet.

Until one day, at the hospital, while paying Nana Rose’s fees, an extreme fan suddenly rushed over and plunged a knife into my stomach.

"How dare you insult my dear! This is what you get!!"

This time...

I took screenshots of all those DMs, along with evidence of the fan harassing Nana Rose and me in the hospital room, and sent them to a lawyer. After consulting with the lawyer, I organized their response and these photos and posted them on Ins, with the caption:

【All insults and infringing acts have been documented. I will use legal means to defend my rights.】

【Also, I hope certain celebrities can control their fans and stop letting them loose like attack dogs.】

It immediately shot to the top of the Ins trending list and wouldn't budge.

People who were bored out of their minds at home during Christmas immediately launched into a heated discussion under my post.

The powerful backers behind Brittany Blackwood couldn't delete comments fast enough.

The online discussion surged, and all the dirty laundry Brittany Blackwood had painstakingly hidden was dug up.

Turns out, the reason I was allowed to rant for several minutes in the live stream before being kicked out might have been staff retaliation.

Apparently, a staff member had angered the spoiled Ms. Blackwood, who, with a smiling face but venom in her eyes, suddenly grabbed the microphone from the table and smashed it fiercely at the employee.

This completely enraged the team, which is why they didn't immediately step in to silence me when they saw me passionately ranting in the live stream.

She really was universally disliked!

Seeing the situation spiraling out of control, Brittany Blackwood had no choice but to post an apology on Ins herself.

But no one bought it. Righteous netizens flooded her comment section, tearing into her.

Within minutes, the thin-skinned Brittany Blackwood deleted her apology post.

Soon after, someone posted photos of Brittany Blackwood being rushed to the hospital after fainting from anger.

Seeing her pathetic sight, still wearing a mask even in the hospital, afraid of passersby catching her face.

I smiled.

This is all it takes to get to her?

Last life, when she incited her fans to cyberbully me, why didn't she think about how I couldn't take it?

Don't worry, the real show is yet to come.

After the long holiday weekend, I sent Nana Rose, who had recovered from her illness, back home. A modeling reality show reached out to me.

In my previous life, consumed by the shadows, I refused. But this time, I accepted immediately.

Because I saw Brittany Blackwood’s name on the judges' panel.

I knew very well this was to help Brittany Blackwood whitewash her image.

Under the cameras, she would inevitably make things difficult for me.

After all, when a spoiled heiress is angry, how dare we commoners resist?

A few days later, when I arrived on set.

I found that filming had already begun.

The director had clearly told me there would be no filming today, so I just splashed water on my face and threw on some casual clothes.

To my surprise, the moment I opened the door, a camera was shoved right into my face.

And on the opposite judges' panel, Brittany Blackwood feigned surprise, covering her mouth:

"Oh my gosh, darling, how could you come dressed like that? Weren't you told to get made up beforehand? You're being so disrespectful to the production team!"

As expected, comments immediately started mocking me:

【She looks like that and she's a model? I feel like my grandma could wash her face and get dressed up and do better.】

【Haha, she's still making fun of our Brittany. Our Brittany effortlessly outshines her just by sitting there, okay?】

【Um... are you guys serious? I think the model girl is prettier than Brittany Blackwood?】

【Anyone whose eyes aren't working upstairs can donate them to someone in need, just saying.】