Stella Flores watched from a distance, she who had left the United Kingdom, but because the crew had won an award, she had to stay behind. Her fingers tightly gripped the wine glass, her slender nails almost digging into it.
She remained silent, but her anger had reached its boiling point.
The words of Hallie Morgan on stage had pointed directly at her, causing her reputation, which had been cultivated for many years, to crack. She had seen the online comments; although many people still stood by her side, there were undeniably different voices emerging.
A mere newcomer dared to speak of her this way.
She had been in the business for so many years and had never been treated like this before.
Quietly sipping the crimson wine from the glass, she retreated without a word.
"Hey, what's the matter with you? You took on the job but let the person escape," she later called the person she had hired, her voice filled with fury.
