My Revenge Life, Fatty to Sexy

Chapter 463 Who do you think you are?

afterwards, the various screenshots of those artists' posts dissing her, led by Ryan, also started to

come into view.

In the next second, netizens' frantic tirades also crashed into her eyeballs:

[Francesca, will you fucking die? Get the hell out of the entertainment industry.] Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

[I didn't expect her to be so inconsistent, I was blind to like this bitch.]

[She is really shameless to the extreme. If I were her, I would die right now after seeing all this.]

[@Francesca, you should hurry up and kill yourself.]

[In the next few days, Francesca will probably be receiving letters from lawyers, so I'm glad to see that.]

[She will also have to compensate with money. All those who have been smeared by her will ask her to

compensate.]

[@Francesca, I suggest you slit your wrists on the spot! People like you don't deserve to live.]

Every word that came to her eyes was like a bloodless knife, constantly stimulating her sensitive and

fragile nerves.

Soon, those words began to turn into voices in her ears, intertwining and echoing wildly.

She really felt like she was going crazy.

Francesca covered her head with one hand, and with the other hand, she pressed the back button.

The screen switched back to her home page.

At this time, she saw that her unread messages were up to 9999+.

She clicked in again and took a look.

Inside were all private messages.

Every single one of them was an extremely vicious tirade.

[Francesca, go to hell.]

[Francesca, you're not worthy to live.]

[Francesca, you're such a cheap woman.]

[Francesca, you were born to be a bitch.]

In an instant, all sorts of filthy words turned into voices, intertwining and echoing wildly in her ears.

It was as if she had been pulled into an infernal hell, and as far as the eye could see, it was pitch black

all around.

"Ahhhh!!! It shouldn't be like this, it shouldn't be like this!" She cried out frantically, before raising her

hand and viciously slamming her phone onto the bed.

The phone landed on the ground and bounced upwards, after which, it slid to the side of the bed.

All sorts of obscenities, still echoing in her ears, didn't stop.

She bit her lip hard and covered her ears heavily in an attempt to block out the sound.

However, it was to no avail.

In the end, she could only lock herself at the foot of the bed with a horrified look on her face, clutching

her knees with both hands, shaking her head repeatedly and muttering to herself, "No. it shouldn't be

like this, why are things like this?"

"Things were supposed to go the way I planned, why didn't they? God, why aren't you on my side?"

"No. it's not, it shouldn't be, no. I don't accept it."

She knew that she was really completely finished.

Now, after being messed up by Paige, her reputation was considered completely and utterly ruined.

It was simply impossible for her to gain a foothold in the entertainment industry in the future.

Not only that, she would even have to face a huge amount of compensation.

And those compensations may make her spit out all the wealth she has accumulated in the

entertainment industry in the past few months.

In the end, she will have nothing left.

Her life will go back to that penniless starting point.

How can she accept this?

After she entered the entertainment industry and made a lot of money, she began to live a luxury life,

buying luxury bags as if she were buying groceries.

If she was to go back to the ordinary hard life of the past, how could she stand it?

No, she would never allow that to happen.

Just at this time, she thought of Peter again.

Perhaps she could still be saved now.

She dialed Peter's phone number.

As soon as he answered, she went straight to the point, "Mr. Wood. you have now seen what

happened to me, I am now not only unable to be in the entertainment industry anymore because of

your idea, but I am also facing a huge amount of compensation, can you please help me pay for that

money for the sake of our friendship?"

Peter snorted coldly, "Help you with the advance? What do you think you are? Who am I to help you?

How can a few nights be worth that much money?"

"I don't have a penny," Peter's tone was as indifferent as it could be.

His words, once again, stabbed her hard in the heart.

Francesca became even more aggrieved, "Mr. Wood, I did this was all because of you."

Peter, "Don't say it so nicely, you are doing it for your own fame and fortune. Get lost."

Seeing that it did not work, Francesca uttered, "Since so, I will have to drag you down. By then,

Sunshine Entertainment will definitely be boycotted by everyone."

"Now you, in the eyes of the public, is the image of a lying sperm, even if you say so, without evidence,

people will not believe you."

"Also, I know all the information about your family, if you don't want your parents and brother to die in

an accident, then don’t be stupid." Peter added.

Francesca was instantly consumed by endless fear.

Soon, Peter hung up the phone.

The cold hanging up sound stirred up the despair in her heart.

Not to mention, she had no evidence now.

Even if she had proof, she wouldn't dare to do anything even if he had said that.

Peter's background was amazing.

To get a few people killed, it was definitely very easy.

A strong hatred began to take mad root and sprout in her heart.

She had never seen a more shameless person than Peter!

The anger made her whole body tremble.

At the moment, Peter could not be relied on.

She could only pin her hopes on Paige.

If she could beg for forgiveness, then everything would be fine.

She picked up her mobile phone again and dialed Paige's number.

On the other side of the phone, Paige, who had just finished washing up, was humming a song while

looking into the large mirror on the sink and applying face cream to her face.

When she saw Francesca's call, she frowned slightly and without thinking, she pressed answer and

tapped on the speakerphone.

As she continued to apply the cream in the mirror, she said indifferently, "What's up?"

Soon, Francesca began to cry.

Paige frowned again, but didn't say anything.

After a few seconds, Francesca said again, "Miss Gill, can you let me go? I won't dare to do it again."

Paige coldly snorted, her eyebrows raised slightly, "Let you go? When you were harming people, did

you ever think about sparing me and sparing those innocent people?"