One night stand with my president(chapter 317)

 Chapter 317: She Lost It

When Eleanor pointed at Adeline, many people turned to look at her.

"Who's that woman? She looks kind of familiar."

"Yeah, I feel like l've seen her before, but I can't quite place her."

Adeline had appeared in gossip news before, but since she wasn't a celebrity and the audience had already been overwhelmed by today's events, they didn't immediately connect the dots.

A reporter, however, chimed in, "That's Miss Hensley from The Thomson Group."

"Oh, right! The Thomson Group! Now I remember."

"Wait a minute. Didn't Eleanor have some rumors with Harrison? Are they a thing?"

"What does Eleanor mean when she says Miss Hensley stole someone she loved?"

"I'm so confused. What's actually going on here?"

"So, was that video real or fake? I'm dizzy."

"It's fake. Eleanor could never be that kind of person.”

Hearing the murmurs of doubt from the crowd, Eleanor felt a slight glimmer of relief.

But deep down, she was a mess, grasping at straws in a frantic struggle to salvage the situation.

She was barely holding herself together, clinging to a last shred of hope.

Meanwhile, Adeline, under the scrutiny of so many eyes, remained calm and composed.

Seated beside her were Georgia and another highly skilled female bodyguard, so she wasn't worried about anyone daring to approach her.

A bold reporter finally spoke up, "Miss Hensley, could you tell us what's going on here today?"

Adeline wore a discreet microphone clipped to her collar, ensuring her voice could be heard across the venue.

She replied, "The video is real. What Eleanor said is fake."

That single calm statement from Adeline sent Eleanor into a frenzied fit. "You're lying! You're the one who's take! Adeline, you're trying to ruin me. That video was doctored-it's not even me!" Eleanor shrieked like a madwoman.

The contrast between their demeanors couldn't have been starker.

Adeline's serene composure stood in sharp contrast to Eleanor's unhinged hysteria.

Even with her carefully applied makeup,

Eleanor's features had become distorted by rage.

Meanwhile, the media wasted no time.

The video of Eleanor's outburst was already trending online.

Clips of her on-stage meltdown were being uploaded in real time.

Some attendees even started livestreaming the scene.

The situation quickly spiraled into a massive online uproar.

Eleanor's management company, based in Mugroaton, had already been displeased with her-for throwing tantrums about returning to her home country. They had tolerated her antics only because she was backed by Lance.

Her agent had stayed behind in Mugroaton due to other commitments, leaving Eleanor to return with a skeleton staff.

Without a dedicated PR team on-site, Eleanor's staff was utterly at a loss, especially since she was right there in the thick of it all.

Initially, Eleanor's fans tried to control the narrative and defend her online, but when they saw the part of the video where she called them "idiots" and "trash," they were left dumbfounded.

Back at the venue, Eleanor stood trembling on stage, her mind a chaotic mess.

She could only repeat mechanical denials like "the video is fake" and "Adeline is framing me."

Some enraged fans attempted to storm the stage but were stopped by security guards.

Had they reached her, Eleanor might have been physically attacked.

Hungry for more explosive news, a daring reporter asked Adeline another question. 

"Miss Hensley, Miss Fraser claims you stole someone she loves. What does she mean by that?"

Adeline replied coolly, "She's delusional."

The reporter was momentarily at a loss for words.

Adeline's answer seemed to say everything and nothing all at once.

She continued, "The footage just shown is 100% authentic, with no alterations whatsoever. That can be easily verified by any technical expert. As for Eleanor, shortly after returning to the country, she instructed her former assistant to tamper with her skincare products to injure her face and frame me. Later, she replaced her with her current assistant, Miss Slater. You've all seen in the video how she treats

Miss Slater."

Her words caused another wave of shock to ripple through the audience.

"What the hell did I just hear?"

"The more you dig, the worse it gets. How could this person ever call herself a public figure? And I liked her?"

"Is she mentally ill or something?"

"Honestly, I always thought her acting was mediocre. I felt embarrassed hyping her up online. Now I feel like I was brainwashed-what was there to like about her?"

"Not gonna lie, she's gorgeous, but character trumps beauty. If her personality stinks, her looks mean nothing."

Eleanor instinctively blurted, "That's not true!" Adeline smiled faintly. "Not true? Miss Fraser, should I bring out witnesses?"

As soon as she said this, Rowen entered the room with several people in tow.

Eleanor's pupils contracted, and her heart sank.

Among the group were Sidney, her former assistant who had served time in prison, and Halle, her current assistant who had been locked up at home.

These two knew all of Eleanor's dirty secrets.

Sidney stepped forward and declared loudly, "I'm Sidney, Eleanor's former assistant. Everything I did was under her orders. She made me tamper with her skincare products to frame Miss Hensley. When it was exposed, she threatened my family to force me to take the fall. That's why I was imprisoned for intentional harm. I had no choice. If I didn't do as she said, she would have destroyed me and my family."

A few days ago, Adeline had sent a lawyer to visit Sidney in prison.

The lawyer explained that if Sidney revealed the truth and admitted Eleanor had orchestrated the scheme, her conviction for intentional harm would be overturned.

After all, if it was all part of Eleanor's self-directed drama.

As for her family, the Thomson family had promised to protect them.

Sidney had been complicit in Eleanor's misdeeds, but she had paid the price by serving time in prison.

Her hatred for Eleanor ran deep, so she didn't hesitate to cooperate.

As for Halle, Harrison had sent people to rescue her from Eleanor's house and had her taken to a hospital. She had been severely beaten.

Though her injuries were mostly superficial, her body was wrapped in bandages, and she sat in a wheelchair, looking pitiful.

The sight of her made many onlookers gasp audibly.

Halle stared at Eleanor with raw hatred.

Slowly, she began to recount her story.

"My name is Halle Slater, and I am currently Eleanor's assistant," she said. "The videos you just saw were recorded by me. I know it's wrong to film someone without their consent, but I couldn't take it anymore. I had to expose everything Eleanor has done."