Chapter 11

Sunlight streamed through the curtains as Aria Bennett lounged on the sofa, her slender fingers tapping lightly on her phone screen.

@AriaBennett: New agent acquired. No publicity stunts, no riding on coattails, no chasing clout. Certain fans, kindly back off.

The post instantly blew up, shooting to the top of the trending list.

The vicious curses from her past life still echoed in her ears. Nolan Reed’s fans had harassed her relentlessly for three years—some even ambushed her with acid outside her home. If she hadn’t reacted fast, her face would have been ruined.

This time, she wouldn’t take it lying down.

Within three minutes, the comments exploded.

[OMG, queen energy! Slay!]

[About time! Those toxic fans act like they own the industry.]

[Our Aria deserves better. Solo queen vibes!]

Nolan’s stans, infuriated, launched their counterattack.

[Who are you kidding? You only got famous by clinging to our idol.]

[LOL, a nobody like you has the audacity?]

[Bet Grant Mercer dumped you. Stop pretending.]

Aria smirked, sipping her coffee. Her phone buzzed—a message from Adrian Foster:

"Ready?"

She replied: "Always."

Five minutes later, Adrian, one of the industry’s top agents, posted:

@AdrianFoster: Thrilled to partner with @AriaBennett. Expect fireworks.

Then, Aurora Entertainment’s official account dropped a bombshell:

"After investigation, Grant Mercer has been terminated for gross professional misconduct during his tenure as Aria Bennett’s agent. Adrian Foster will now oversee her career."

The entertainment world reeled.

Grant, mid-meeting, stared at his flooded inbox. He slammed his cup down, face twisted in rage. "This can’t be happening!"

Meanwhile, Aria scrolled through the comments, amused. The taunts about "Grant dumping her" now looked pathetic.

[HOLY—ADRIAN FOSTER?!]

[The legend who molded three Oscar winners and two music icons?!]

[The clapback came faster than a tornado!]

Nolan’s fans fell silent. Aria’s supporters, however, erupted in celebration.

[How’s that slap feel, haters?]

[Who said our girl couldn’t get an agent again?]

[ADRIAN. FREAKING. KING. Eat your hearts out.]

Aria set her phone aside and stretched by the window. Sunlight kissed her sharp profile as a confident smile curved her lips.

This was just the beginning.