Phoenix Rising: From Heartache to Heroism

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Violeta picked up a strawberry and said, "I think Polly has a point. People don't just faint for no reason, but it could also be real. Fainting in front of reporters would mean unflattering photos all over the inte. Would she take that risk?"

Lydia had been in the industry for about seven or eight years.

She was now a seasoned actress with some standing in the industry.

However, she wasn't young enough to compete with the new rising stars, nor experienced enough to rival those who had won international awards.

Even if rumours were rampant, without concrete proof that the celebrity with a name starting with L was Lydia, her fans wouldn't abandon her in droves.

But if her looks were ruined, her fanbase would quickly diminish.

Many of her fans liked her for her appearance.

Moreover, actresses are very concerned about their looks.

Even if she were to faint, she wouldn't let herself look ugly.

However, the photos on Facebook were all of Lydia in distress.

So Violeta thought that Lydia's fainting was probably real this time.

Kaylee nodded. "Vio makes a good point. Maybe Lydia did faint this time."

Polly added, "But it was just an offline brand event. She shouldn't be that weak, right? Unless she was already in poor health."

With that, the three had a suspicion.

"She is the celebrity with a name starting with L!"

They said in unison.

Kaylee asked, "You all think so too?"

Polly said, "Having an abortion can be very harmful to the body. Attending an event so soon, wearing a thin dress, standing on stage for over an hour, and then being surrounded by reporters-fainting makes sense under those conditions."

Violeta agreed. "You're right. She must have been really weak to lose her composure in front of reporters. Otherwise, she would have held on until she got into the car."

Kaylee said, "If our assumption is correct, then the rumours are true. My goodness."

Violeta added, "I heard from Aster that she paid a few hundred thousand dollars to the paparazzo to buy back those photos."

Polly widened her eyes. "Oh, Vio, you

heard about that too? I knew about it as well. I think it's natural for celebrities to date. Lydia is almost thirty; why shouldn't she date? The public's scrutiny is too harsh, making us feel like we're under constant surveillance. I felt bad for her."

Dating as a celebrity felt like a monumental crime.

Decades ago, older actors kept their personal and professional lives separate.

But with the rise of fan culture, celebrities now had to hide their relationships, or else face public backlash.

While celebrities could earn more money than most people could dream of, they paid the price in their personal lives. Violeta believed that a celebrity whose status could be threatened by scandals wasn't powerful enough.

If Lydia had prestigious awards, an

an、

uns status in the industret

and a box office draw, then dating wouldn't affect her career,

At that level, scandals couldn't undermine her value.

That's the goal Violeta was striving for.

Lydia woke up in the hospital.

Her assistant exclaimed, "Lydia, you're finally awake! You scared us. How did you faint like that?"

Lydia weakly tried to sit up, and her assistant quickly propped her up with pillows.

"How long was I out?" Lydia asked.

"Not long, just two hours," the assistant replied.

Two hours.

Lydia looked around for her phone and said, "Where's my phone? Give it to me."

The assistant hesitated. "Lydia, the

doctor said you need to rest. It's

better not to look at your phone now. Those online comments will only upset you. Let's focus on resting and recovering."

Lydia's frustration grew. "I need to see it now! Give it to me!"