In my last life, I promoted an unknown entertainer to a popular star. Not only was she not grateful, but she seduced my boyfriend, went to wine parties behind my back, and got entangled with a married woman. After being exposed, she quickly knelt down and admitted her mistake. She was wronged and asked me to save her. I reluctantly agreed considering the years of love. Unexpectedly, she turned around and stabbed me in the back. She quickly forged the recording, distorted the facts, and shifted all the responsibility to me. After the public opinion reversed, she became the object of everyone's heartache, and I was crushed to death by her brainless fans. When I opened my eyes, I went back to the day when she knelt in front of me and cried bitterly. If I had to do it over again, I would not save this white-eyed wolf again, and I would completely expose her ugly side to the public.
