Today, Anna Foster intentionally wore cheap clothing with wrinkles that made her look shabby and miserable.
Everyone looked at this woman in a pitiful state, vastly different from the glamorous superstar of the past.
Murmurs filled the hall.
"Is this really the superstar Anna Foster? How did she become so wretched?"
"Such a shame for that pretty face. I used to want to take care of her if I ever got the chance."
"Isn't this a perfect opportunity? You couldn't touch her when she was popular, but now that she's a has-been, it would be easy to have her."
"Heh, who wants a washed-up star? And if Amelia Foster really wants to suppress her, getting involved with Anna now would be angering Amelia, and that means angering Mr. Cooper. Not worth it, not worth it."
...
Anna walked through the crowd, hearing the whispers as her nails dug deep into her palms.
It's all Amelia's fault, that slut, causing her to be ridiculed like this!
