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"Welcback. Josh, it's tfor Luna to get srest. It's late, and she's been keeping you company for quite
a while." Lawrence directed from his place on the sofa.
Josh nodded understandingly and gently guided Luna toward her bedroom.
"Don't fret. We've weathered countless challenges over the years, and this twon't be any different for
L.Moon," Luna reassured Abigail with a reassuring smile, her eyes reflecting understanding and empathy.
She had been struggling with depression and had pushed herself to stay up late. Thus, her fatigue was evident in
the weary lines of her face.
After she disappeared into the hallway leading to her room, the once lively living room fell into a hushed
stillness, broken only by the sound of Abigail's footsteps as she approached the coffee table. Reaching for a
bottle of wine, she poured herself a generous glass.
"The backlash from the public this tis unprecedented. While there's usually room for redemption after
causing harm, the loss of life would change everything for L.Moon," Josh, who was seasoned in the business
world, remarked, his tone reflecting the weight of the situation.
Abigail reflected on her journey to fand fortune. Her words carried a sense of acceptance and resignation as
she spoke softly, "I've pondered this scenabefore-riding the wave of success, accumulating followers. But
now, faced with the harsh reality of the consequences, | understand that it's tto take responsibility."
Tonight, Abigail took the first step toward accountability by issuing a heartfelt apology through the PR
department, acknowledging the gravity of the situation and the need for restitution. She even took a more
personal approach by recording a heartfelt video expressing her remorse.
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Last night, she took the initiative to have the PR department draft an apology statement, alongside recording a
personal video expressing remorse.
Regardless of Danielle's past transgressions, with her passing, it was as though a clean slate had been drawn,
and she was facing the consequences as they came.
Scarlett couldn't resist the urge to embrace Abigail as she acknowledged the immense sacrifices made for
L.Moon. "Are you content to simply watch it dwindle?" she asked softly.
"Even the most enduring of phenomena experience their ebbs and flows," Abigail responded calmly. "When that
tarrives, L.Moon will meet its fate. Frankly, I'm feeling rather weary. Perhaps it's an opportune moment for
Tears threatened to spill from Scarlett's eyes, yet she stifled them as she did not wish to burden Abigail further.
Lawrence offered a semblance of comfort. "It's alright. Trends in fashion are notoriously fleeting. The fact that
L.Moon has endured for so many years is a testament to your prowess."
Despite Abigail's heartfelt apology, L.Moon's predicament remained unchanged.
Overnight, clothes were returned, bills were contested, and once-loyal online fans turned into fervent critics to
plot the downfall of L.Moon. Even the production teams collaborating with L.Moon found themselves subjected to
menacing threats.
By noon, Oliver emerged with a personal statement.
‘Due to internal strife at L.Moon, snetizens masquerading as champions of justice are pressuringto
sever ties with L.Moon. Frankly, | find it quite amusing. |
speak for myself alone. To thosen et
individuals: when you were
championing the late Danielle, who was advocating for the classmates bullied and ostracized by her? While it
may be impolitic to speak ill of the deceased, I've always adhered to the belief that 'what goes around, comes
around.' Karma exists. It's just a matter of timing." Content
Following his statement, a wave of statements emerged from other production teams.
Finally, Cindy took the stage by bravely leading with an apology and acknowledging her own part in exposing
Danielle's past actions during middle and high school.
With tears welling in her eyes, she
stood before the camera, her voice trembling with emotion as she recounted the tragic tale. "The girl Danielle
tormented in high school She was the one who truly earned a coveted spot at the Capitalis' top art college.
Danielle robbed her of that opportunity, causing her to plunge into despair until she felt there was no way out
but to end her own life. While Danielle lived carefree for years, why should we forget the pain. she inflicted just
because she's no longer here?"
Abigail was stunned. She was unaware of this fact about Danielle's past. Without hesitation, she dialed Cindy's
number.
Cindy answered immediately, her voice still carrying the weight of her earlier confession.
"I'm truly sorry, Miss Alana. | couldn't bear to keep it to myself any longer. I've known about these things for a
while now. | chose to only reveal Danielle's bullying, but | never imagined it would end in such a tragedy for that
poor girl." Cindy's words were filled with regret and sorrow.
"Is what you said in the video true? Did Danielle manipulate the admission process to replace the real victim of
bullying who rightfully earned a spot at a prestigious school?" Abigail inquired, seeking confirmation.
"Yes, that girl was from Danielle's
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hometown. Her family was struggling financially. Against all odds, she managed to secure a place at a reputable
school, but Danielle deceived her during the application process by promising support with a family computer.
However, the girl's lack of familiarity with technology becDanielle's opportunity to exploit. When she
discovered she had been admitted to Danielle's lousy school instead, she saw no way out but to end her own life
by taking pills," Cindy explained carefully as she recounted the details shared by Sean. Content
Initially, she found herself inadvertently caught in the crossfire due to the unfolding events.
Her involvement in assisting Sean inadvertently provided the perfect opening for the Hinton Family to strike,
leading to immediate action.
As Abigail absorbed the full extent of the situation, a weary sigh escaped her lips.
After the call ended, she sank into her office chair, and her gaze drifted aimlessly through the window, lost in
thought.
Sean noticed her distant demeanor when he gently pushed open the door to her office. As such, concern was
etched on his features. Stepping inside, he approached her and leaned against the desk as he inquired softly, his
voice laced with genuine concern, "What's weighing on your mind?"
Abigail raised her eyes to meet his, and heavily, frustration evident in her tone. "To think that Danielle harbored
such darkness within her... Has she ever displayed any semblance of remorse over the years?"
Sean's response was solemn, and his voice was tinged with resignation. "Remorse is a luxury few wrongdoers
afford themselves. Instead, they merely lament their failure to conceal their transgressions more effectively."
He moved closer and took a seat on the edge of her desk while his gaze drifted downward.
Abigail cast a glance at the clock and changed the subject. "Have you had lunch? Let's grab a bite to eat
together later."
Sean shook his head, his hand instinctively reaching out to gently tousle her hair. "No, | flew here in a rush. But
don't fret. This too shall pass."
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