novelraw Chapter 277: Kiki Monroe Is Brutally Frozen Out
Chapter 277: Kiki Monroe Is Brutally Frozen Out
"Why? Are you really clueless or just pretending? Do you know your reputation is totally ruined now? Half of the entertainment industry is boycotting you! Do you really think you’re some hot commodity? Just look at how bad things have gotten from what you’ve done..."
Kiki clutched her head, her bright eyes seeming shattered: "Boycotting me... boycotting me?"
Tiffany Lawson adjusted her coat: "What bad luck, I thought you were capable, but who knew your star would fall so quickly. You don’t like me, and I don’t want to manage you. I’ll explain this to the company, you should find another agent to manage you."
"You’re on your own now."
*
The comment section on Weibo filled with messages from several big names, all offering comfort and encouragement. Maya Monroe responded to a few familiar artists, leaving the rest to her team to handle.
She didn’t expect Ian Rowe to work so efficiently; those big names were probably coordinated by him. After such a big blow, Kiki was likely to settle down for a while.
After a slight sigh of relief, she checked the drama’s excitement level: 93.1%. It seemed she was one step closer to completing her task.
The rapid growth in excitement was probably due to the increase in her popularity from this incident.
Maya stood up, went downstairs to look for Ian Rowe, but found nothing.
Just then, Monica came by with a platter of fruit: "Madam, try some fresh lychees."
Maya absentmindedly picked one up: "Monica, where is Ian?" She glanced at the clock: "It’s already nine o’clock now, he’s usually back by this time."
"Sir...," Monica suppressed a smile, "he should be busy with work, madam, you should wait a bit."
"Alright," Maya said, but she felt that Monica was hiding something, though she didn’t push further, took her coat, and went upstairs.
Monica’s voice came from behind: "Madam, please have dinner first, you shouldn’t skip meals at night."
Maya twirled the lychee in her hand, its rough skin giving a unique texture: "I’ll wait for him."
*
Monica Jacobs had never seen Kiki like this before, her eyes red, pitifully whining:
"Mom, Dad, please help me, I really can’t manage anymore. Sister..." She cried harder, "Why does she have to target me like this? We’re sisters, why does she want to destroy me?"
Monica embraced Kiki; such close contact left her at a loss: "Your sister wouldn’t hurt you, there must be some misunderstanding. Talk to your mother about it."
Jasper Monroe voiced his concern too: "Kiki, explain everything to us in detail."
Both of them didn’t follow gossip in the entertainment circle, so they weren’t aware of what Kiki mentioned.
A flicker of coldness crossed Kiki’s eyes, but she choked up as she spoke: "Sister... My sister and I have conflicting TV schedules, and this year’s award ceremony is crucial for both of us.
"I never expected her to do this... I don’t blame her, I know she just wants to win Best Actress, but... but... how could she arrange for online trolls to attack me? And..."
Kiki suppressed the hatred rising in her throat, burying her head in Monica’s embrace: "She even had the company put me on ice. At my age, I’m in my career’s peak period; if I miss this golden time, I... I..."
She started sobbing softly again, her fingers clinging tightly to Monica’s clothes.
"This..." Monica and Jasper exchanged looks, maintaining their original opinion.
"There must be a misunderstanding. Maya isn’t like that; let me call and ask her..."
Maya was someone they had both watched grow up, never believing she could do such a thing.
Hearing this, Kiki became angry, tearfully questioning: "Why call to confirm? Didn’t I say you can directly order my sister, as if she wouldn’t listen to you? Or do you not believe what I say at all?"
After what happened, directors and big bosses who used to get along well with her now avoided her like a plague.
After such a major setback, Kiki’s mental state was on the edge of collapse. She angrily protested: "Have you ever considered me your daughter? Do you only have room for Maya in your eyes? Why treat me this way?!"
Monica and Jasper were stunned, and once they realized, Monica hastily comforted her: "Kiki, that’s not what we mean. You’re our dear daughter, how could we not love you? We’re just afraid someone is trying to drive a wedge between you and Maya, so..."
Eventually, Monica called Maya to understand the situation.
Maya didn’t say much, only denying Kiki’s claims and advising Monica to follow the trending topics for a while.
After understanding the situation, Jasper and Monica could no longer ignore the cause and effect. Their first emotion wasn’t anger at being deceived but heartache over the sisters’ feud.
They always thought that even though Maya and Kiki were a bit distant, blood is thicker than water; one day, they’d see each other as crucial parts of their lives.
Who knew the truth would be so harsh.
Monica staggered slightly, held up by Jasper, full of anguish: "Kiki, why do this?"
She couldn’t believe that her always obedient and sensible younger daughter would slander and spread rumors about the elder one.
Kiki said nothing and somberly went upstairs.
Behind her, Monica and Jasper were filled with sorrow.
*
After finishing the call with Monica, Maya sat on her bed in a daze for a moment.
She knew her words would bring a huge blow to Monica, but Kiki’s ability to invert right and wrong was too powerful. If she didn’t deal with Kiki, she’d continue her antics.
A knock on the door sounded, and Monica’s voice called out: "Madam, Sir is back, come down and eat!"
"Coming," replied Maya, gathering her thoughts as she went downstairs.
Ian Rowe had just taken off his coat, not a suit, but casual clothing. He was holding a beautifully wrapped box, which he didn’t pass to Monica.
"Why are you back so late today?"
Ian walked over slowly, with a hint of dissatisfaction in his voice: "I heard you haven’t had dinner? Why? Dieting?"
"I’m not hungry, just waiting for you."
Not expecting this answer, Ian’s hand shook slightly.