Tammy had been about to speak, but the words caught in her throat. She was a smart girl—smart enough to know that if she kept hiding this, she’d never have a chance with Adrian. After thinking it through, she finally sat down and wrote a long post, explaining everything from beginning to end. She even openly admitted her feelings for Adrian. Once she finished, I gave it a read. When I confirmed there were no issues, I nodded, and she posted it on Twitter. As expected, the fans exploded. "My goddess actually has a crush? And from what she wrote, it sounds like it’s one-sided!" "Ughhh, the woman of my dreams is in love with someone who doesn’t even care. What the hell, Adrian!" "Adrian’s the Eclipse Pack heir. Like he’d ever go for an actress." "Speak for yourself—I ship it!" The reaction was… surprisingly sympathetic. A lot of people felt for Tammy and her unrequited love. Even the hate comments died down. Some praised her honesty, others appreciated her courage. Her followers didn’t drop—in fact, she gained a wave of new fans and even potential shippers. Still, I had a feeling this wasn’t enough. Then I spotted a new tweet. No caption. Just a video. In the video, Adrian was at the bar being harassed by a she-wolf. He pushed her away and pointed to the door, telling her to get lost. The truth was finally out. The woman wasn’t Adrian’s “lover” at all—it was a setup. Someone had cropped a single moment to make it look like something it wasn’t. So who was behind it? Without hesitating, I uploaded the recording from Brandon’s call online. The voice was familiar. With a little nudging from me, people quickly pieced it together.It was none other than Andrix—the hospital director who frequently appeared at public events and medical conferences. People compared the voice in the call with his many public speeches. It was a perfect match. Once the internet had its hands on that, the whole narrative flipped. They started digging for more and uncovering what really happened. I leaned back and smiled, silently giving myself a little fist bump. Aiden reached out and ruffled my hair. "You’ve been working that brilliant brain hard, haven’t you?" "Not really. Also, that video of Adrian—I'm guessing you had someone dig that up?" Aiden smiled faintly. "You really are the woman I chose. Sharp as ever." "But where is Adrian? Shouldn’t he be clearing things up himself?" "Adrian was drugged last night in a private room at the Midnight Pack’s bar. When I found him, he was still unconscious. He should be awake by now—I’ve already told him to come over." I didn’t even need to think about it. This had Andrix written all over it. Drugging Adrian was no coincidence. "It’s fine. He’ll be here soon. Right now, the priority is managing the public narrative." We all glanced down at our phones. Sure enough, Adrian and Tammy’s scandal was slowly disappearing from Twitter, buried under newer trending stories. Thunder Pack must’ve realized things were spiraling out of control and tried to bury the heat quietly—using another scandal to cover this one up. Ironically, the new headline-grabbing drama was all about Yvonne. Call it karma. "This whole mess is finally wrapping up. Andrix isn’t going to act again—not unless he’s looking to get burned. He knows we’re watching now." Tammy let out a long breath of relief. She looked at me, eyes full of gratitude. "Raelynn, thank you. If it weren’t for you guys, I’d have no idea how to fix this." "Don’t worry about it. You were dragged into this just because you’re close to us. Honestly, that’s the only reason you were targeted. Just be more careful moving forward." I glanced around, realizing Tammy had been managing this whole thing solo. "Where’s your agent? Shouldn’t she be handling your PR?"Tammy didn’t seem bothered. "I’m used to it. Whenever something big happens, she disappears and makes me deal with everything on my own." "That’s not an agent—that’s deadweight. You should drop her. I’ll set you up with someone better." I narrowed my eyes and smiled slyly. "So, how long’s left on your contract?" Tammy tapped her chin, thinking. "I signed a three-year deal. If I remember right, it expires next month." "Perfect. Come to Light Corp. I guarantee you’ll get top-tier roles and go straight to the A-list." She blinked. "Light Corp? Didn’t you already send Simon there? Isn’t that too much trouble?" I pinched her cheek playfully—her skin was baby-soft. "Of course not. In fact, I’m putting you directly under Simon." "Seriously?! Thank you so much!" Tammy squealed and hugged me tight. "You know what? I’ve been wanting to leave that agency for ages. They keep pushing me to sell sex appeal. I want to act—like, really act. Not just model for magazines and ads." "Then it’s settled. Looks like the fans outside are finally dispersing, so we’ll head out." I stood, gave her a smile, and said goodbye.