Chapter 1383 - 1379: Tossed All Night, Feeling a Bit Drained
Constantine Stewart carried Chloe Winston away discreetly, not alerting anyone, and even forgot that Leah was still at the banquet.
"Leah, we have the photos." Leah’s agent got the negatives from the lurking reporters and whispered, "They’ll be on the front page tomorrow."
Leah’s face was hidden in shadow; she couldn’t feel the pain from her nails being broken. She coldly said, "I want her reputation ruined."
"Chloe Winston is quite popular now, and the star artist of Clearstone. While Clearstone Group doesn’t engage in the Entertainment Sector, the studio left by Delphine Carter has connections almost everywhere within the circle. Don’t rush; we’ll take our time," Leah’s agent comforted.
"I’ll handle it my own way." Leah sneered and also left the Art Pavilion discreetly.
They both attended the same variety show, and Chloe Winston was recognized, while Leah was ignored. Chloe Winston was carried away by the man she liked, while Leah fled the Art Pavilion, as miserable as a lost dog.
This humiliation was something she’d remember for life.
On the way, Chloe Winston made a call to Kyla, saying she had to leave early and asked Kyla to inform the host of the banquet. Later, she realized she left without notifying Leah Squire, which was impolite, making her resent Constantine Stewart even more.
Returning to her apartment at ten in the evening, Chloe Winston looked in the mirror; she indeed found fingerprints left by a man on her chest. She removed her makeup, soaked in hot water, applied a layer of medicine, and then climbed into bed to sleep.
The next morning, Weibo exploded.
"Little Chuchu, wake up and check Weibo." Desmond Wood called her early in the morning, frantically saying, "Why are you still sleeping? Are you a pig?"
Having nightmares all night and not sleeping well, Chloe Winston groggily answered the call and hung up, continuing to sleep until she was fully rested, waking up at eleven.
She reached for her phone, saw calls from Desmond Wood, Kyla Zamora, and even Charles Taylor. Her WeChat group messages were 99+, but she didn’t rush to return the calls. Leisurely, she opened Weibo and was shocked by countless mentions and private messages, all totaling 999+.
What happened?
Chloe Winston was stunned, quickly glancing at the hot topics, seeing the top one titled "Identity of Mr. Stewart’s Girlfriend Exposed."
The general content described Constantine Stewart attending a banquet and leaving the pavilion affectionately holding his girlfriend, whose identity is suspected to be his first love, Leah.
There were several photos attached; the first showed Constantine Stewart attending the banquet with Leah, and the last was a secret photo of him carrying her away. Due to the dim lighting and her skirt showing under Constantine Stewart’s jacket, she was mistaken for Leah.
The leak came from a well-known entertainment gossip blogger, specializing in celebrity scandals. The post quickly topped trending topics, drawing countless comments from the audience as they speculated.
"Solid proof! Leah sprained her ankle during a recent variety show shoot, accompanied Mr. Stewart to the banquet, and left due to foot pain, hence Mr. Stewart carried Leah out—details and evidence in place, welcome to debunk."
Leah’s fans immediately jumped in.
"Leah originally comes from a wealthy family; she entered the Entertainment Sector to fulfill her acting dreams, truly matching Mr. Stewart. Support Leah!"
"Leah signed with Starshine Media, which is Mr. Stewart’s own media company, and is indeed a favored artist. Numerous clues show they are a couple!"
"Mr. Stewart comes from a noble background, never involving himself in the Entertainment Sector, much less filming, but did so for Leah. Forget about those silly winter couple fans online. An unknown minor star trying to leech off Mr. Stewart’s spotlight is getting called out!"
The narrative shifted from Constantine carrying his girlfriend away to Leah being his legitimate girlfriend, finally heating up tensions among the recent winter couple fans trending online, and Chloe Winston got innocently caught in the crossfire, receiving backlash accusing her of seeking attention and linking herself to Mr. Stewart for sales, branded as a scheming woman with ulterior motives.
Consequently, the winter couple fans were unhappy; they questioned the relevance of her fandom, agitated Leah for pulling such a move. Chloe’s fans were also displeased, angrily criticizing Leah for shamelessly stepping on their idol for fame.
The dormant Chu-Taylor couple fans nearly went wild with joy, thinking it was great—let Leah take Mr. Stewart away, then their goddess would belong to Charles.
Weibo was in chaos, and other trending topics included "Feeling Sorry for Miss Winston," "Chu-Taylor Couple," and "Our Dating Show Guests," even a reality show caught the wave, becoming a hot topic again.
Chloe Winston read through with disbelief.
At Constantine Stewart’s private residence on Fulham Road, he suffered from insomnia at night. Unsatisfied desires left him to sleep late, awakening near noon.
The man with slightly curled disheveled hair, wearing a gray home outfit, descended the stairs expressionlessly, finding the butler had lunch ready while Zheng Gu held a stack of documents waiting in the living room.
"A cup of coffee, thanks," Constantine Stewart addressed the butler lightly, his voice slightly hoarse. Not sleeping well last night, he spent the night in romantic dreams, rolling in bed with Chloe Winston all night. Waking up at noon, he felt somewhat weak; continuing like this would definitely harm his health.
The butler diligently served the black coffee Constantine normally drank. After taking a sip, feeling slightly revitalized, he looked at Zheng Gu, frowning, "Is the company going bankrupt? Constantly coming with files?"
Zheng Gu smiled awkwardly, whispered, "Mr. Stewart, it’s that a rumor broke online about Miss Leah and you. Last night, the reporters captured you carrying Miss Winston out of the pavilion, mistaking her for Miss Leah. The internet’s gone crazy."
Zheng Gu recounted the incident.
Constantine Stewart sipped coffee while squinting, casually leaning on the elegant European chair, long legs bent, his intense gaze resting on the steaming coffee. He said lightly, "So now there’s all this commotion, waiting for me to react?"
No response from Leah’s side, nor from Chloe Winston’s side; the story escalated, with the gossiping public fervently engaged.
"If you don’t speak up, it essentially confirms your relationship with Miss Leah," Zheng Gu spoke softly, slightly anxious. Speaking out risked damaging Leah’s reputation, although in his view, Mr. Stewart hadn’t entirely moved on from his ex-wife, Leah’s presence itself was peculiar.
Zheng Gu couldn’t predict how Mr. Stewart would choose to respond.