[I deeply apologize for stirring up drama to gain attention. I digitally altered the wedding photos with investor Asher Monroe to embarrass Nora. I also want to apologize to Nora Wallace. I never intended to take her leading role. I hope we can work together harmoniously in the future.]
My hands trembled as I read it.
The apology post came with a shocking attachment—a fake depression report.
Asher had gone so far to protect Nora that he painted me as a deranged lunatic.
Terrified, I opened the comments. Each one stabbed deeper than the last:
[Terrible actress, 1st place for being a mistress. The entertainment industry is in a mess because of people like you.]
"Everyone can see how good Asher Monroe is to Nora. The whole network sees it in the eyes. And here’s Lily Rose, butting in and playing the victim. How shameless."
Panic overtook me as I tried to type explanations, but the more I replied, the crueler and more vicious the comments became.
Suddenly, Asher snatched my phone out of my hands. He sighed in exasperation.
"Stop reading this. Just apologize to Nora and I will release a statement clearing your name."
I reached for my phone, but he called for someone to hold me down.