I was a small-time entertainer in the entertainment industry.
My father, who was addicted to gambling, was lying under my car and asking me for 3 million dollars.
I sneered and ran over him with my car.
The next day, I became an internet sensation with the reputation of a murderer.
When the best actor publicly supported me, netizens were all shocked and suspected there was an inside story, demanding that I should leave the entertainment industry.
A year later, I had millions of fans, holding a golden award in my left hand and walking with the best actor in my right hand, while my father was locked up in prison.
1
"Just 3 million dollars, my good daughter. You must have earned a lot of money as a star these years."
"No, I haven't."
My voice sounded cold.
"No? Mindy, do you want me to go find your crazy mother again?"
John's face showed a smile that disgusted me, which had haunted my childhood and still couldn't be dispelled.
"Boom!"
I ignited the engine and drove straight over.
"John, you are indeed shameless, but I am even more ruthless than you!"
Hearing the sound, John quickly crawled out from under the car and cursed loudly, "You bitch, you really want to kill me!"
Yes, seven years ago, I wanted to kill you. I only regret not stabbing you with the knife back then!
2
"Mindy, you are really a hit now, but guess who is the bigger victim?"
My agent Lauren walked in with a fake smile on her face and threw the phone at me.
I could tell from Lauren's expression that something had happened.
#Mindy ran over her biological father#
#Mindy ruined her good public image#
#Mindy is a murderer#
The trending topics directly jumped to the top three of Twitter's hot searches.
Click in, and then the video of me driving to run over John could be seen.
[I have unfollowed her. Never judge a book by its cover. She pretends to be innocent and cute, but it turns out to be a scumbag!]
[The murderer should get out of the entertainment industry and go to jail!]
[Kevin has really had bad luck working with her!]
At this time, the newly popular young actor Kevin Louis, posted a tweet to solemnly clarify that I had nothing to do with him.
I sneered. He was not that famous but still liked to ride on others' fame.
Before, he used to send me messages in the middle of the night. At that time, he wanted to have a press conference to announce our on-screen couple relationship, which made Vincent very jealous.
The media was unscrupulous, I didn't kill John, but at this point, I was being labeled as a murderer.
I couldn't catch up with the speed at which he crawled under the car.
I pretended to be indifferent, but my agent, Lauren, gave me a flick on the head directly.
"Mindy, can't you be a little more sensible? The company can't suppress the hot search about you at all. Why can't you just endure it for a while?"
Lauren sighed at me. She knew my father's character and also knew that I was working so hard to get rid of John, that scum.
"For the sake of your career, you should swallow your pride and ask Mr. Glen to help you."
Lauren looked at me with pity.
"No, I can handle it myself."
I smiled.
"Scold as much as they want. The more miserable I am, the better the result will be. When the truth is completely exposed, it will be shocking enough, right?"
John, the surprise I had prepared for you just begun.
I had been waiting for this day for a long time.
Lauren thought I did something stupid out of impulse, but in fact, I had been working in the entertainment industry for so long not for money and fame.
I just wanted to completely get rid of John, the monster. I just wanted him to get the retribution he deserved!
John was released from prison only two years ago. He had been inquiring about me and my mother's news, and had been obsessively pursuing me after discovering that I was a celebrity.
He didn't quit gambling and came to ask me for money. He even threatened me that if I didn't give money to him, he would harass my mother.
I had already given him several million dollars.
I even borrowed some from Vincent.
Chapter 2 A Slap in the Face3
Vincent was not only a top actor in the entertainment industry, but also the second son of a business tycoon, controlling the leading entertainment company in the country, my backer.
[Do you need my help?]
A message from Vincent popped up on Instagram, but I didn't reply.
"John, the hundreds of thousands of dollars I lent out is not easy to get."
I opened Twitter and made a statement:
[I have a clear conscience about everything today. A gambling addict doesn't deserve my kindness!]
I also posted the evidence of John's gambling and the records of the money I sent him.
At two o'clock in the morning, the popularity of my post quickly rose.
Netizens were really obsessed with gossip, and I smiled with satisfaction.
4
The next day, my Twitter post had already gone viral.
#Mindy's father is a gambling addict# firmly occupied the first place on the hot list.
[Celebrities really make easy money. Mindy has already paid off her father's gambling debts of more than three million. If I had Mindy's beauty, I wouldn't need anything else!]
[I knew that Mindy had her reason. You have worked so hard to repay the debt.]
[Why did she want to kill her own father?]
[Are you kidding? Do you want a father like the scumbag?]
Netizens who used to mock me suddenly started speaking up for me, and the tide turned.
What was even more ridiculous was that I received a Instagram message from Kevin.
[Mindy, I'm sorry I misunderstood you before. I still like you a lot.]
At this moment, I was happily sitting with my legs crossed, reading comments from netizens.
The message reminded me that I still had such a shameless person on my friend list.
I rolled my eyes in my heart. What a man he was! I deleted his contact directly.
At this time, Vincent called me. His usually cold voice deliberately softened,
"Mindy, don't be angry at me, okay? I miss you so bad. Forgive me."
Hearing that, I was a bit speechless. I couldn't imagine that Vincent, who remained cool and indifferent to others, acted cute in front me.
Vincent was not my sugar daddy. On the contrary, he was my pursuer.
In the previous show, Vincent came to the set without informing me, saying that he wanted to support me. After I taught him a lesson, he didn't dare to disturb me easily for a while.
Lauren, who didn't know the inside story, thought that I had upset Vincent and scolded me.
"What's up? Just say it. Don't act cute."
I replied lightly.
Vincent immediately became serious.
"Someone is secretly keeping in touch with John, and I will assign more guards to protect your mother. Last time, John was able to accurately find your location, which was also their doing. Do you want me to help?"
I curved my mouth and told Vincent not to worry about it.
I had to thank them. As long as the despicable John was exposed, I would not lose this game.
Vincent's voice revealed concern.
"Mindy, you don't have to bear everything yourself. You gave me my second life. No matter what decision you make, I will always be behind you."
My eyes softened.
Vincent, I saved you in this lifetime. It was a gift from heaven for me.
5
On the third day, a video spread quietly through a famous account.
A thirteen-year-old girl tremblingly held a knife in her hands. The man opposite seemed to say something, and the little girl suddenly raised the knife and fiercely stabbed the man in front of her. The video abruptly ended here.
The short video was dug up by netizens and became a sensational news.
[That man looks like Mindy's father. My goodness, when was the video taken? That girl was probably Mindy when she was a child.]
[Wow, it turns out that Mindy had the potential to be a murderer since she was a child. The entertainment industry really dares to accept all kinds of people.]
[Her dad is a gambler, and she herself is a murderer. Her mom is probably not a good person either.]
[ I heard that Mindy's mom is locked up in a mental hospital. The paparazzi took photos of it. Check my Twitter for the pinned post.]
Chapter 3 Being Set up at the Press Conference6
The next day, there was a press conference.
My agent Lauren, followed closely beside me and kept reminding me to watch her eyes and act accordingly. I must control my mouth and not answer the reporters' questions randomly, and especially not admit to stabbing someone with a knife.
Last time, I posted a statement on my social media account without the company's permission, which made Lauren extremely worried. If the final result hadn't been good, she would have confiscated my account.
"Don't worry, Lauren. I don't want my career to end here. I have my own way of dealing with it."
Lauren looked at me and sighed.
I patted her shoulder to reassure her.
At the press conference, countless flashes were clicking at me, and the reporters asked me sharp questions.
"Miss Roan, do you have anything to say about the car accident involving your father?"
I lowered my eyes. My crying scenes were known for being beautiful and touching. But this time, I didn't want to shed a tear. I raised my head and looked firmly at the reporters.
"I won't forgive anyone who falls into gambling. My family was ruined by my father. I gave him all my earnings over the years to pay off his debts. I have done everything I could. As for hitting him, it's completely absurd. He's not stupid enough to be killed by me, right?"
Lauren had a worried look on her face and poked my waist hard, telling me to stop. The reporters didn't buy it and all attacked me.
"Miss Roan, is it true that you held a knife against your father? Did you really want to kill your own father?"
"Miss Roan, there are rumors that you have locked up your mother in a mental hospital. Can you explain?"
"Miss Roan, someone just posted records of you at a plastic surgery institution abroad. Is this true?"
The reporters kept asking, making my ears explode. They didn't follow the prescribed procedures at all.
These reporters had been bribed, and Lauren next to them quickly stood up to control the scene.
"Ladies and gentlemen, please ask questions one by one according to the procedure. We will not answer any questions unrelated to today's press conference!"
The scene became more and more chaotic.
At this moment, a man among the reporters, who was wearing a hat and keeping his head down, suddenly stood up and rushed towards the stage.
7
"Mindy, you are so malicious! When you were young, you wanted to kill me with a knife. I forgave you and raised you. Now you want to run me over with a car. Do you really want to kill me? Oh my, why is my miserable old life so tragic?"
The one who had been mingling among the reporters was my toxic father John. He rushed to me and tried to grab my collar, but I pushed his hand away. Lauren commanded the security guards to pull John down.
"John, you have no shame. Forgave and raised me? You ended up in prison!"
The flashlights kept flashing at me and John. The media crazily pressed their cameras, like vultures wanting to take a bite of flesh from a dying lion.
This press conference had been disrupted. I saw this group of crazy media and lightly laughed.
"You think you can send me to hell, but you don't know that this is a plan I have long made.
Let this farce get bigger and bigger. John, you will only be as ridiculous as a clown.
You want me to be ruined, but I won't follow your wishes.
I am no longer the little girl, who used to hide behind my mother and easily be subdued by you.
This time, I will stab the knife into you fiercely, let you stay in hell forever and never crawl back to bother me and my mother!"
I got up and left. Countless flashes chased after my figure, but I didn't look back.