Chapter 445

• Zayla Steele had always left a bad impression on the audience—weak acting, a foxy face, and a habit of hyping up rumors with male celebs. She’d even admitted on Twitter that she seduced directors and got scripts through the back door.
• In showbiz, if there was anyone truly “unique,” it was Zayla. She had no real fans. The nearly six million followers on her Twitter were all haters. The DMs she got every day could take a month to read.
• But right now, Zayla was like a diamond wiped clean of dust, blazing exactly where she belonged. Everyone’s eyes locked on her, drawn like moths to a flame.