The company attached great importance to it. Even though I have already left the entertainment industry, I used to be their artist.

Daphne didn't scold me and brainstormed with me to find a solution.

"Una, when you were in the industry, I've never seen you so popular. Now, with the exposure of your illegal dealing, you are so famous.

"I have some connections with Liam's manager, so we can minimize the impact. You must show your sincerity."

I nodded, "Do I just need to communicate with his manager?"

"Yes."

Daphne made someone send me to Liam's company.

To my surprise, no one bothered me along the way.

Liam's manager sat on the sofa opposite me, holding a pile of information about my online store.

Liam sat next to me with a mask and a cap. He looked down at the screenshots of my online store, where his personal photos abounded.

I didn't expect I would meet Liam this way after so many years.

My legs trembled involuntarily, and my nails almost peeled off a layer of skin from my finger.

"Miss Benoite, do you know that this is a violation of Liam's portrait rights?

"We can sue you for using his image for profit."

I lowered my head almost to my knees.

Suddenly, Liam spoke with a deep voice,

"How much did you earn?"

"Ah?" I suddenly looked up and happened to find Liam looking at me.

His eyes were very captivating.

My tongue tied up and I became stuttering. "A-Around 2 thousand."

The manager sneered. "Is Liam only worth this much?"

I whispered, "The current market is not good..."

Liam took off his mask and turned to look at me.

Sensing his gaze, I buried my head almost close to my chest.

I dared not look him in the eye now.

"Una, in high school you sold my photos for two dollars each, now you sell my merchandise photos for 20 dollars each.

"Are you so short of money?

"Look up, you are ugly with your head down."

I slowly lifted my head and saw Liam's face.

Compared to high school, his features were more distinct without his callowness.

He looked even thinner than in the photos.

"I'm sorry."

I really needed money, but I didn't expect what I did to have such a big impact.

Liam tapped the sofa with his finger, looked at me with a clenched fist, and raised his gaze: "Then why did you quit the industry?"

I really didn't want to tell him about these terrible happenings, so I summarized it in one sentence. "Personal reasons."

We fell into a momentary silence.