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I’ve known Michelle for thirty years, since the days when she was a dazzling movie star and
everyone’s sweetheart.
In those lean years of the industry, she shot to stardom and maintained her fame.
We met at an event, and it was love at first sight.
Though she had no shortage of suitors, I pursued her for three years, staying loyal even when her career hit rock bottom until she finally opened her heart to me.
After thirty years together, I’d been planning to throw her an anniversary celebration.
Now, these recordings and evidence have slapped me in the face.
The man across the line looked stunned. “Mr. Thorne, won’t you reconsider?”
“No need. Do whatever you want!”
Making up my mind, I hung up without another thought.
For thirty years, she’d always had men around her, and sure, I’d gotten jealous and fought
about it.
Michelle would just scoff, “You men can go to your business dinners with pretty young things hanging off your arm, but we women can’t? That was work! I’ve been in the spotlight all these years, with so many people envying me. Besides, I can’t help it if my charm attracts them. Weren’t you just the same, chasing after me back then?”
I’d been left speechless, forced to swallow my pride.
Even now, at sixty, she still had admirers falling at her feet, as captivating as ever.
I admitted that I love her… I loved her open–mindedness and clarity of thought. But she was
never mine alone.
“Men don’t just rule this world. Women can rule it, too!”
She branded herself as a strong, independent woman, garnering a massive following in the
entertainment industry.
Everyone praised her for being drama–free, bold, and confident. She was a true queen.
Even I, her bedmate, was jokingly called the queen’s consort.
They even made compilations of Michelle and her rumored boyfriends, with me at the bottom of the list just because I kept a low profile.
Little did they know that Michelle’s boldness these years came from my thirty years of
unwavering support behind the scenes.
Otherwise, she would’ve been taken down long ago!
I wanted to see how her fans react after this exposure!
I contacted my lawyer to draft divorce papers and sent them to Michelle.
She exploded immediately. “Eric Thorne, after thirty years of marriage, you’re almost seventy, and you want a divorce?”
I gestured for her to look at the files on the computer, and her face alternated between ashen and pale.
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I wanted to see how her fans react after this exposure!
I contacted my lawyer to draft divorce papers and sent them to Michelle.
She exploded immediately. “Eric Thorne, after thirty years of marriage, you’re almost seventy, and you want a divorce?”
I gestured for her to look at the files on the computer, and her face alternated between
ashen and pale.
I slammed my fist down. “Michelle, my patience has its limits. You’re sleeping with your
assistant right under my nose. Do you think I’m blind?”
“Eric, didn’t you say you’d love me like your own daughter?” Michelle shot back quickly. “It was
just for fun! I still come home to sleep with you every night! They mean nothing to me!”
I let out a sneer. “Nothing? Is that why you call them your husband? The truth’s already out. I
might have lost my dignity, but I’m keeping my self–respect. Let’s get divorced.”
Michelle softened her tone. “Eric, we’ve been married for so many years. I thought you
understood me. I’m about to receive an award in a few days. It must be our competitors trying to
smear my name. None of this matters. What matters is that you believe me and accompany me
to the ceremony. Your company will benefit, too.”
I fell silent. We’d been married for thirty years. Back then, I even made her the company’s
spokesperson to give her peace of mind.
If her reputation took a hit, the company’s image would suffer, too.
Most importantly, our financial interests were deeply intertwined.
Seeing my silence, Michelle patted my arm. “We’re old married folks now. You don’t really
understand how show business works. Let me handle this!”
I looked at her. “How do you want to handle this?”
“I’m laying low. Things are messy right now with all these scandals breaking. They’re just
using me as a scapegoat!” She sneered, “But I’m no pushover! Just watch what happens.”
I felt disappointed at her words.
I had desperately hoped she would tell me it was all fake, all photoshopped.
Clearly, she had changed.
But I never expected my silence would make her even bolder.
Nor did I expect her assistant, Harris Wilson, would throw caution to the wind and expose everything about their relationship: [Veteran Actress’s Fall from Grace: Caught Juggling Eight Young Boyfriends]
The massive headline, along with suggestive photos and crystal–clear audio recordings,
instantly pushed Michelle to the top of trending topics.
The internet exploded with comments.
Surprisingly, most of the comments showed understanding and support for Michelle. [Mich’s spirit is absolute goals! Sixty is the perfect age for adventure! What’s wrong with having a few boyfriends?]
[She’s country’s sweetheart! My dad only watches TV for Michelle!]
[Hey, Mich, how about giving me a chance? I don’t care about money! Just let me be an
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The internet exploded with comments.
Surprisingly, most of the comments showed understanding and support for Michelle.
[Mich’s spirit is absolute goals! Sixty is the perfect age for adventure! What’s wrong with having a few boyfriends?]
[She’s country’s sweetheart! My dad only watches TV for Michelle!]
[Hey, Mich, how about giving me a chance? I don’t care about money! Just let me be an extra in your show!]
[I can hear the gears turning in your head! But seriously, imagine if any of those young heartthrobs caught Mich’s eye. Their careers would skyrocket!]
[Michelle has principles. She hasn’t dated anyone from the entertainment industry since her marriage.]
The gossip accounts dug up her old interviews, praising her strong, independent woman
stance. Her follower count jumped by hundreds of thousands!
Michelle was riding high, humming to herself as she scheduled a team meeting to prepare for the awards ceremony.
I watched coldly from the sidelines, formulating my plan. I had the company prepare PR strategies and negotiate with new spokespersons, all under wraps.
I needed to prepare for both scenarios.
Public opinion was a double–edged sword. It could lift you to the peak or drag you to hell.
Michelle was right. If she had gotten caught in a scandal, my company wouldn’t have escaped unscathed.
For now, I could only move forward one careful step at a time.
Michelle picked out her dress before finally noticing me.
When she came back, she was holding a high–end suit.
“You’ll wear this to tomorrow’s award ceremony.”
I took one look and snorted, “Michelle, you forgot. This brand competes with our company. I
can’t wear it.”
Michelle huffed, “Eric, you’re seventy years old. Do you still care about such things? Mr.
Rowe’s company makes great brands. Why can’t you just accept that? Don’t you understand the
importance of knowing your competition?”
I studied her face. Over the years, she’d had plenty of cosmetic procedures done.
When she got angry just now, her facial muscles could barely move.
Seeing my silence, Michelle grew irritated.
“I’m talking to you!”
“I’m not wearing it. I have my clothes. Just worry about dressing yourself.”
She rolled her eyes and was about to speak when her phone rang.
Michelle glanced at the screen and immediately turned away, lowering her voice. “Darling, did you miss me?”
My heart sank at her words.
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Seeing my silence, Michelle grew irritated.
“I’m talking to you!”
“I’m not wearing it. I have my clothes. Just worry about dressing yourself,”
She rolled her eyes and was about to speak when her phone rang.
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Michelle glanced at the screen and immediately turned away, lowering her voice. “Darling,
did you miss me?”
My heart sank at her words.
Even at this point, she was still in contact with him.
“Michelle, are you really that desperate for attention?” I thought.
Just then, I received a message from my lawyer: [Mr. Thorne, it’s unlikely we can leave her with nothing. We lack crucial evidence. The recordings alone can’t prove infidelity.]
I took a deep breath and replied: [No rush. You’ll have your evidence soon.]
I was certain Harris wouldn’t be able to handle this pressure.
At the Golden Awards ceremony, Michelle received insider information that she would be
awarded the Lifetime Achievement Award.
She had made elaborate preparations for this award.
She rushed me to get dressed early in the morning.
Seeing her enthusiasm, I remarked coolly, “This award is meant for veteran actors who’ve shown both artistic excellence and moral integrity. You might want to tone down your
excitement.”
She snapped back immediately, “I am the epitome of excellence! I won Best Actress twice before thirty, I’m still trending, and I’m undisputedly the top star in the industry! Not to mention, I’m loaded! Who can compare to me?”
She was so arrogant, riding on the coattails of her work from thirty years ago, milking one
role for an entire lifetime.
I stayed quiet, only warning her, “Pride comes before a fall. Be careful, or you might regret it.
Michelle bristled, “Shut it, Eric!”
I closed my mouth, my fingers tapping on my phone screen.
Thirty years… from black hair to gray, I’d been her guardian for three decades.
This time, I was staying out of it.
Michelle was unaware that I owned both an entertainment company and a PR firm, one
boosting her career through marketing and the other cleaning up her negative press.
It was time to keep quiet.
After getting out of the car, Michelle beamed with excitement, striking poses as she walked down the red carpet.
A reporter called out, “Michelle, what’s your response to the recent cheating allegations?” Michelle smiled sweetly, “Those are just baseless rumors. Please focus on my work!”
The reporter turned to me. “Mr. Thorne, what’s your take on this?”
I gave a casual smile. “I check it on my phone, like everyone else!*
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I gave a casual smile. I check it on my phone, like everyone else! Before the reporter could ask more, security moved her away.
Michelle snickered, “What a clown!”
My heart sank as I followed her to our seats.
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My phone kept buzzing with notifications, and Michelle snapped, “What’s with you? Why are you so busy today?”
I nodded and got up, moving to a corner.
“Mr. Thorne, we can’t hold it back anymore. There’s going to be a full expose tonight. Are we really not going to do anything about it? The new spokesperson is ready. What if…”
“No what–ifs. Announce the new spokesperson now. Take over my social media accounts and post the divorce agreement!”
I glanced at Michelle, feeling entirely at peace.
The person on the other end acknowledged repeatedly before hanging up. I sat back down, a
slight smirk playing on my lips.
The awards ceremony proceeded as scheduled. When it came time for the Lifetime Achievement Award, the host invited me on stage as the presenter.
Applause filled the venue as Michelle sat up straight, looking confident of her victory.
I gave a slight nod. “When I first saw this award category, there was one person who
immediately came to mind. She’s a veteran actress in my eyes who rose to fame at a young age
with exceptional acting skills!”
As the camera panned over, she quickly smiled, but her surgically enhanced face couldn’t
quite keep up.
Her loss of composure was caught on camera and soon went viral.
Internet users dubbed it the “Michelle meme collection“.
Michelle made her way to the stage amid envious glances.
As thunderous applause filled the room, she took the trophy from my hands, overwhelmed with emotion as she began her acceptance speech.
I sat in the audience, thinking the timing was just about right.
“Finally, I want to thank the person I love most, Eric…”
Suddenly, the hall erupted in chaos as phone notifications went off everywhere, shattering the peaceful atmosphere.
Michelle stood there bewildered, staring at the audience in confusion.
Seeing their varied expressions and mocking smirks directed at her, she felt utterly lost.
Meanwhile, I smirked and got up to leave.
I had barely reached backstage when Michelle caught up with me.
Through gritted teeth, she spat, “Eric, you did this on purpose! You knew how much this meant to me! Why didn’t you warn me!”
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I shot her a cold glance. “Because you don’t deserve it.”
“What did you say?!” Her voice rose sharply. “So what if I had a few boyfriends? What’s the big
deal!”
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“Finally, I want to thank the person I love most, Eric…”
Suddenly, the hall erupted in chaos as phone notifications went off everywhere, shattering the peaceful atmosphere.
Michelle stood there bewildered, staring at the audience in confusion.
Seeing their varied expressions and macking smirks directed at her, she felt utterly lost
Meanwhile, I smirked and got up to leave.
I had barely reached backstage when Michelle caught up with me.
Through gritted teeth, she spat, “Eric, you did this on purpose! You knew how much this meant to me! Why didn’t you worn me!”
I shot her a cold glance. “Because you don’t deserve it.”
What did you say?! Her voice rose sharply. “So what if I had a few boyfriends? What’s the big
deal!
As soon as the words left her mouth, everything went dead silent. Then came the thundering of footsteps as people rushed in, accompanied by a barrage of cameras and flashing lights.
Michelle froze in shock, then collapsed to the ground!
‘Ms. Michelle Tate!
“Michelle’s fainted!
