Honey, I'll Make You a Star (Margaret and Charleston)
Chapter 84 Ruining Her Reputation

Chapter 84 Ruining Her Reputation

What?

Everyone present turned towards the source of the voice.

A number of young people were shouting right outside the filming site.

If it were not for the fact that the production assistants had stopped them, they would have rushed in a long time ago.

"Who are these people? Where's security? Get them out," the director said impatiently.

Margaret couldn't be bothered with the ruckus and turned around to leave. She still had to make the best of her time to go through the script.

The young people were even more aggravated seeing Margaret's attitude.

The leader's voice got louder.

"Margaret, do you feel guilty for what you've done? We are Stephanie's fans. Today, we are here to seek justice for her. You've pushed her down the stairs and now she can't dance anymore, won't your conscience bother you?"

"That's right. Were you jealous? Stephanie's dancing is better than yours and you even had to spend money to get on the trending page. You're shameless!"

Margaret couldn't hold back her laughter.

Her? Jealous of Stephanie's dancing?

She was the one who stood in for Stephanie for the dance!

What was there for her to be jealous of?

Margaret remembered clearly that Stephanie had threatened her with her mother's heirloom and forced her to attend the banquet.

In the end, Margaret was framed.

Although very few people could recognize Margaret as she was wearing a mask when this incident happened, she still felt in her bones that something would happen. Stephanie was a scheming b*tch. Her games were definitely not as simple as they seem to be.

So, what if Stephanie was a scheming b*tch? Margaret was no longer the person she used to be.

She had only wanted to return to Haverland to earn some money to pay for the medical expenses. Who knew these people would come for her neck like this? They couldn't blame her for biting back then!

Margaret curled the corners of her mouth into an elegant smile and said, "I'm sorry, fairies have no conscience."

The director and Lacy looked to be trying to hold in their laughter.

Margaret's response left these young adult fans of Stephanie speechless.

They assumed that Margaret would argue back in defense and had readied themselves to fight back with vicious words.

They didn't expect that she would downright admit it.

Yet, it was obvious that she was joking. She did not admit that she had done something wrong.

"Who the hell cares! You have to apologize to Stephanie and admit your wrong doings today!" The fan cried out.

"Even Stephanie did not dare to say this to me in person." Margaret curled her lips. "Who are you to demand for my apology for no reason?"

"You..." The fan was dumbfounded. Shouldn't Margaret, the artist who had hundreds and thousands of eyes on her and her every move, be cautious about her words at this moment? How could she still be so arrogant?

Was she not worried that the paparazzi would be taking her photos?

Her reputation could be easily ruined by her aggression.

The youngsters exchanged glances. A scheming, villainous look seemed to have flashed across their eyes.

As long as they recorded Margaret's arrogance and aggression, they would have achieved their goal.

"Forget it. Just wait and see. Karma will get you eventually and your true colors will be revealed." The leader shouted and suddenly turned around.

Ha, did they want to leave?

They didn't think they could leave that easily, did they?

Margaret gave Lacy a look. Lacy immediately got what she meant and quickly walked to the platform that was two floors high.

Lacy stepped on the platform that was used for filming and poured a bucket of water over it.

In a blink of an eye, they were drenched.

They fell and sat on the ground, wet and embarrassed.

A black object fell out of the leader's pocket. It turned out to be a recording pen.

Margaret stepped forward and crushed the recording pen without hesitation.

Then, she broke the memory card and threw it directly into one of the fan's face.

"You may leave now," said Margaret.

"How, how did you know..." The leader was surprised and embarrassed.

Margaret wanted to roll her beautiful eyes at these fools.

Please, she was not blind. She knew that something was amiss when she saw a red light beaming in their pockets during their brief exchange.

They were rude, uttered vulgarity, and acted strangely while claiming to be Stephanie's fans.

Everything they said was done to provoke Margaret, to lure her into getting angry and swearing at them.

Well, she did get mad at them, since they were here just to pick a fight with her. But she felt satisfied, knowing that their goal was definitely unachieved in the end.

"Are you going to leave? Or should I call security?" Margaret said as she raised her eyebrows and smiled.

That look inexplicably sent chills down the fans' spines.

They got back on their feet and left quickly.

"You..." The director who had been watching everything, uncontrollably swallowed his saliva.

"What's wrong?" Margaret asked while smiling.

The director immediately shivered and said, "Nothing. You're just awesome. You're like a heroine."

Margaret smiled and then headed to the lounge.

She didn't have to worry about the director at all because she knew intuitively that he would not tell anyone.

Most importantly, she knew that he would not tell anyone to protect the interest and benefit they could get out of each other.

At that point in time, Margaret's popularity was sky high, which could help rake in some benefits for the director's play.

Thus, the director was sure that he would not make any stupid mistakes.

"Trash. You guys are a bunch of useless trash." Stephanie's face was a furious, contorted mess as she screamed into the phone.

After scolding them, she immediately ended the call and angrily tossed the phone onto the table.

"Did they not succeed?" Zachary asked, slightly scrunching his eyebrow.

"No, a bunch of good-for-nothings. They didn't even record Margaret losing her temper." Stephanie was so furious that she gritted her teeth.

At first, she was worried that they would be exposed, so she had altered her request and asked for a voice recording instead of a video. However, they could not even handle such a small task.

"Do we really not have any other way to get back at her?" Stephanie asked, voice filled with unhappiness and displeasure.

Previously, she tried to reveal that Margaret was the one who pushed her down the stairs. However, much to her surprise, the news was barred from getting released online.

Who on earth was behind this?

Did she really have no choice but to sit around and let things be?

"There must be a way." Zachary also frowned.

What was going on with Margaret? First, she somehow got involved with Madam Ally. Now, she was able to stop news about her from getting published online.

Could it be...

"Do you think that Margaret has a sugar daddy backing her up?" Zachary raised his eyebrows.

There seemed to be no other logical explanation for what had been happening.

"Of course! Otherwise, how could she be as glorious as she is now!" Stephanie seethed with jealousy.

She always remembered the pathetic and embarrassing way Margaret left home in the past.

She was tricked by Stephanie and got chased out of the country like a plague. Yet at this moment, she dared to come back and rebel against her.

"As long as we can find evidence that proves Margaret has been depending on a sugar daddy for these perks, we could still ruin her reputation," Zachary said sinisterly.

"But what if we can't find anything?"

"We'll make something up then!"

Stephanie felt that the plan was feasible, but was still a little worried. She asked, "How do we do it?"

"Have you forgotten that Margaret is currently still an artist under Galaxy Entertainment?" A look of indifference flashed across Zachary's eyes. "The artists have absolutely no right to refuse what their company asks them to do. We have to get Margaret under our control and then ruin her reputation!"

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