Female Novel
Chapter 392
Chapter 392 The Puppet Master
In just one hour, SG’s official Instagram post had accumulated nearly twenty thousand scathing
comments, and their own fans were unable to control the situation. This war of words escalated even
further due to SG’s misguided defense, with comments surpa*sing one hundred thousand by midnight.
The top comments were all about how to request invoices for every single item. even down to a pair of
socks.
Other brands considering contract terminations were now too afraid to broach the subject, having
witnessed SG’s fate.
Tristan, instead of receiving an apology from Abigail, ended up dragging SC down. He was becoming
increasingly restless, his mind troubled by Abigail’s words earlier in the day.
In the end, he would frequently whisk out his phone to check Instagram, afraid that more negative news
would surface.
Suddenly, Gabe silently posted on Instagram around 1.00AM.
‘Since things have come to this point… You can say what you like, but I’m only stating facts. I believe,
as someone who was personally kicked out of the show by Tristan himself, it’s necessary for me to
speak up about the unfair backstage dealings I witnessed on set. Tristan targeted Miss Alana from the
very beginning. On the first day, he verbally abused her, telling her to leave just because Alana wasn’t
comfortable being in front of the camera. Later, when ordinary reprimands weren’t enough to discipline
her, he began making last-minute script changes. During high- intensity actions, I fell from the second
floor to the first. When Alana insisted on taking me to the hospital, Tristan used my injury as an excuse
to kick me off the production crew. I also know for a fact that he even refused to take me to the hospital,
much less foot the medical bills… I left the production crew with nothing but immense regret. I even
paid 30 thousand just to join the crew. because he claimed I wouldn’t get a chance to join them without
forking over any money.”
She explained in great detail, even providing hospitalization records and transparently displaying the
transactions with the show.
Miranda also shared her experience following Gabe’s post.
“Tristan deliberately applied oil on the props Alana used, causing her to fall. He even intentionally
poured cleaning water on the prop she fell on to remove the oil, hoping it would flow into the pool and
go unnoticed. However, when Alana was taken to the hospital, the doctor examined her eyes and said
they were injured by a chemical substance. Thankfully, she had her eyes rinsed in time. It was all
intentional on Tristan’s part. He despised Alana for not listening to him, resorting to various means to
torment her. I even suspect he has a personal grudge against her. He seemed hell-bent on
incapacitating Alana’s hand. The final punishment segment was clearly designed for Alana. Tristan truly
isn’t fit to be a director!”
Eric seized the opportunity and did everything in his power to make sure that these two posts. were
known to the ma*ses. Soon, the two students’ Instagram posts quickly trended
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The next morning at 10.00AM, more people who had previously been on the show came forward. to
condemn Tristan.
Simultaneously, the investors who supported Tristan from behind were exposed for engaging in
organized gambling and solicitation.
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Abigail received a call from Gabe, her voice filled with satisfaction. “You’re brave, speaking up this. You
did a lot by taking the first step in the resistance against the unfair treatment others have faced in the
past. They’ll be very grateful to you.”
Gabe’s voice quivered with emotion. “Miss Alana, I spoke up for you. I never expected to trend so
quickly. It seems that justice prevails after all.”
Abigail thought to herself that this girl was truly pure-hearted. She was well aware that Gabe’s post
trended so quickly because of Eric’s influence.
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Nevertheless, she was sincerely praising Gabe, knowing that Gabe, being the first amateur to come
forward, was the reason why so many people started rallying against Tristan. Only with her taking the
lead would those victims who were still silently enduring find the courage to speak
As long as more people joined, Tristan’s ugly deeds would no longer be concealed.
At 1.00PM, Tristan arrived at the hospital.
He wasn’t as arrogant as before, and he entered with a subdued tone, asking Abigail, “What do want in
order to stop leaking information?”
Abigail looked at him coldly, devoid of expression. Tristan, there’s an audio cl*p I’d like you to listen to.”
Then, she took out her phone and played Damon’s audio for him.
It was a conversation between Tristan and a woman!
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After it finished playing, Abigail spoke slowly. “After careful consideration, it seems to me that we didn’t
really know each other before this collaboration. Yet, you’ve been targeting me so persistently. Itnovelbin
appears someone is pulling your strings behind the scenes, am I right?”
Tristan clenched his teeth tightly, not uttering a word. Does Abigail have a new agenda waiting for
me?
“If I tell you, will you let me go?” After a long silence, he stared right into Abigail’s eyes.
Abigail replied, “Even if you don’t tell me, I can find out on my own. I can’t control those online.
incidents myself. You brought this on yourself. Still, if you had just respected your collaborator even a
smidge, things wouldn’t have ended up this way for you. You’re in violation of the law. So many girls
have posted videos online, saying your organization drugged them at the party, subjecting them to
indecent acts all night. Even if I spare you, they won’t.”
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Tristan’s face turned ashen.
“Originally, you could have kept all of this hidden. Alas, the person egging you on to target me from
behind is the reason you’re facing this calamity today. Are you still going to cover for her? If you’re not
satisfied, just tell me who it is. I’ll go head-to-head with her. If I lose, maybe I’ll end up in prison
alongside you.” Abigail smiled, her tone relaxed.
Tristan was now filled with regret.
He shouldn’t have agreed to that wretched woman in the first place!
He didn’t even know how the videos of his backers engaging in solicitation and gambling were
uncovered.
As he had offended Abigail, his investors were now afraid of him. Even his father-in-law had kicked him
aside and wanted nothing to do with him like rats fleeing a sinking ship…
After he pondered over his options for a long while, he looked at Abigail and confessed, “It’s Martha,
the second Mrs. Pearson.”