Chapter 2810
[Who would’ve guessed it wasn’t her killer moves on the dance floor that would go viral, but her romance with Nolan that would hit the headlines first? I wonder if this is gonna be a boon or a bane for her dance career]
[Are you kidding me? This is pure gold! Without Nolan, who even knew who Dahlia was? Still, I can’t help but wonder if she orchestrated the whole thing. I mean, Mr. Harris has always been so low-key, never once showing his face to the paparazzi, and suddenly bam! There he is, front and center.]
[Let’s not be too quick to judge her, alright? It’s not every day a couple as charming as them makes the news. And besides, if Mr. Harris isn’t making a fuss, why are you worried on his behalf?]
[Cut the fan club drama, will ya?]
Nolan was a sensation in his own right, and with their relationship now public, the news soared to the top of the trending charts.
Dahlia couldn’t help but feel a sense of satisfaction scrolling through the comment section. Even though many of the remarks were less than friendly, she got the buzz she wanted, didn’t she?
She was determined to let the whole world know Nolan was hers. And she hoped Regina would get the message loud and clear. After all, Dahlia had known Nolan Regina was in the picture.
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True to Dahlia’s thoughts, Regina couldn’t help but feel a pang of heartache lo photos of the seemingly perfect couple. Yet, she couldn’t stop poring over eve selectively ignoring the ones attacking Dahlia and focusing on the praise about match.
Regina tried to convince herself to back off. Dahlia and Nolan were the picture-per couple, maybe even childhood sweethearts, and she didn’t want to be the collateral damage in their love story.
The harsh words Nolan had thrown at her during their last fight, although he later retracted them, still stung. The misunderstanding at the time had been bittersweet, but now it was clear he was never meant to be hers.
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“Dahlia, you got a call from Mr. Harris!” Sienna burst in, phone in hand and panic written all over her face.
Nolan was calling Dahlia’s agent instead of her, a clear sign that he was getting suspicious. He didn’t want to believe his PR team had engineered this stunt, but Dahlia behavior that day had been off.
Plus, he had noticed cameras on the street before they drove off. Dahlia had quickly brushed it off, but with her keen sense for the paparazzi, she should’ve been more alert to the anomaly.
“What’s there to be scared of? Just answer it, will you? Or do you want me to handle it like I said before?” Dahlia spoke with an air of indifference.
Sienna’s grip on the phone tightened, her palms sweating. “Are you sure? Will Mr. Harris buy whatever story we spin?”
“Why wouldn’t he? If you can’t handle this little bit of pressure, how will you manage when I hit the big time? I need an agent who can take me to the top, not someone who crumbles over a call from Nolan.”
Seeing the disdain in Dahlia’s eyes, Sienna steeled her resolve, took a deep breath, and answered the phone. “Hello, Mr. Harris.”
“Ah… this whole situation took us by surprise too. We’re in touch with the paparazzo, trying to get the story pulled.”
