Chapter 117: It’s My Turn to Talk
"Right now, I’m waiting for my benefactors to grace me with their words of wisdom. I’m all ears to hear these ’facts’ you were talking about." Melody Monroe watched the two of them, a faint, constant smile on her face.
The two women exchanged a look, neither daring to make a sound.
"Melody, don’t be angry. It’s not worth getting upset over something so trivial. They’re just a couple of extras." Raymond Ford walked over to Melody Monroe’s side and coaxed her gently.
"Trivial? They were so worked up just now. How could this possibly be trivial? I’m standing right here. Let them say it to my face."
’If this isn’t handled properly today, who knows what kind of damage their words could cause if they spread.’
And Melody Monroe was right to be concerned.
A video of the incident had already been posted online.
It was the exact moment the two extras were aggressively confronting Melody Monroe.
With Raymond Ford in the frame, the video immediately caught everyone’s attention. Within minutes, hundreds of comments had appeared.
"More drama. Looks like Melody Monroe’s personality really is trash! It’s always her starting fights."
"Raymond Ford has such a great personality. Instantly became a fan."
"Raymond Ford is a much bigger star, he doesn’t need to suck up to Melody Monroe, does he? He even ordered her food and bought her milk tea? The nerve of her! Waiting for the inside scoop!"
"Melody Monroe really does love her milk tea. Not a fan of either of them, and I’m not a hater, but I just hope their drama doesn’t affect my Zane! Poor Zane, my heart goes out to him."
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"So, you’re not going to speak? In that case, it’s my turn." Melody Monroe’s gaze remained fixed on the two women. "Let me state this for the record: I’m a nobody, a newcomer. I have never acted like a diva. I have enough self-awareness to know my place. I will not accept any malicious slander or defamation!"
"Furthermore, you claim I’m harassing Mr. Langdon. Let me ask you in return: Do you dare take out your phones and show everyone just how many videos and photos you’ve secretly taken on set? Should we launch a deeper investigation to see if some of the set footage that’s appeared online was leaked by you?"
The two women tensed up, wanting to retort, but they were so intimidated by Melody Monroe’s gaze that they immediately lowered their heads, their guilt palpable.
"Your real purpose here isn’t to be extras. It’s to chase your idol, to get close to Mr. Langdon. There’s nothing wrong with wanting to be closer to your idol, but leaking footage from the set is where you crossed the line. After pulling a stunt like that, you have the audacity to say *I’m* harassing Mr. Langdon?"
Hearing Melody Monroe’s words, the onlookers all turned to stare at the two women.
This was exactly the kind of disruptive fan behavior that film crews despised the most.
"I... We didn’t do that!"
"Melody Monroe, you’re spouting baseless lies!"
Melody Monroe added, "Since you’re so certain, let’s just check your phones. We’ll know the truth in an instant."
"There’s no need to check!" Zane Langdon walked over and stood beside Melody Monroe.
When the two women saw Zane Langdon, a flicker of excitement flashed in their eyes. They thought he was there to help them.
"Zane, we really didn’t do it! Melody Monroe is framing us! We’re your most loyal fans!"
"That’s right! We only became extras so we could see you up close."
"Thank you for your support," Zane Langdon said calmly. "However, I’ll let the police handle this from here."
Everyone stared at Zane Langdon in astonishment, not understanding what he meant.
Melody Monroe was just as baffled. ’She had only thought the two extras looked familiar, remembering that they were often on set filming with their phones. When she connected that to the videos and photos being leaked online, she had just decided to test her theory.’