Chapter 112
112 Retribution at the Concert
Bella’s heart pounded as the jeers of the crowd echoed in her ears. Standing in the wings of the stage,
she felt trapped, her eyes fixed on the hostile audience. Their love for Maxwell, extending protectively
towards Emma, was palpable, transforming into venomous disdain towards her.
la, are you ready?” Maxwell’s voice, laced with cold disapproval, broke through her thoughts.” The
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She turned to face him, her voice trembling. “Maxwell, I… I didn’t mean for things to get this out of
hand.”
Maxwell’s expression hardened. “You knew exactly what you were doing. Now you face the
consequences.”
Onstage, the announcement of her contract breach sent shockwaves through Bella. Collapsing to her
knees, she could hardly breathe under the weight of impending financial ruin.
Backstage, her agent’s disappointment was the final blow. “You’ve caused enough damage,” he hissed,
his hand striking her cheek with a force that sent her reeling. “You’re on your own now. I’m done. Do
not contact me for any reason.” He left angrily without uttering another word, utterly sealing Bella’s fate
in the entertainment world.
Tears streaming down her face, Katrina stumbled outside, where Alex awaited her, his face a mask of
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“Alex, please, you have to help me,” she pleaded, grasping at his sleeve.
Alex looked down at her, his voice void of any warmth. “Help you? After everything you’ve done to
Emma?”
“But I thought we were… I thought you cared,” Bella stammered, her voice breaking.
Alex’s gaze was unforgiving. “You were a means to an end, nothing more. You chose this path, Bella.
Now live with it.”
As he turned to leave, Bella’s world crumbled. The realization that she was truly alone, with bridges
burnt and paths closed, left her in a state of utter despair. Her ambitions, once her driving force, now
stood as her greatest downfall.