Chapter 188

Security personnel rushed toward the stage, attempting to restrain the out-of-control male fan. Seeing this, Nicole Capra instantly adjusted her expression, flashing her signature sweet smile.

"Let's talk this through calmly, friend." She took an elegant step forward, her dress swaying gently.

The fan's eyes were bloodshot as he tremblingly raised his phone. "Nicole! The video of you and Henry Bartley is everywhere online! I refuse to believe it's real!"

Nicole's heart skipped a beat, but she maintained her composure. "What video? May I see it?"

When the images came into clear view, her smile froze instantly. The entangled figures in the footage made her blood run cold.

"This...this isn't me..." She instinctively retreated half a step, her voice beginning to shake.

The fan suddenly lunged, shoving her to the ground. "Liar! I've spent so much money on you! Is this how you repay your fans?!"

Nicole fell awkwardly, her dress tearing to reveal large patches of skin. The venue erupted in uproar.

Reporters surged forward, camera flashes exploding like fireworks.

"Miss Capra, isn't that the same watch you're wearing now in the video?"

"Does Andrew Lucas know about your relationship with Henry Bartley?"

"How do you plan to explain this to your fans?"

Nicole's face turned deathly pale as she struggled to stand. "This is clearly a maliciously edited—"

Before she could finish, a water bottle struck her forehead with a sickening thud.

"Get out of showbiz!"

"Slut!"

"Fraud!"

Formerly devoted fans began hurling objects at the stage. Nicole covered her head, her meticulously styled hair now in complete disarray.

"Everyone please remain calm—" The host's attempt to restore order was drowned out by the angry crowd.

Nicole staggered backward, her high heel snapping. She crashed onto the stage, sharp pain shooting through her ankle. But the sea of furious faces below terrified her more.

"I was framed!" she sobbed desperately, but no one listened.

A female reporter smirked while livestreaming on her phone. "Netizens, behold the true colors of your so-called 'Pure Goddess' Nicole Capra!"

The giant screen displayed a flood of real-time comments:

"Disgusting!"

"Poor Andrew Lucas"

"Ban her permanently!"

Nicole stared in despair, her nails digging deep into her palms. The perfect image she'd carefully cultivated for years had completely crumbled in this moment.