Lariette might have been the first spark that led to my downfall, but the other celebrities who had wronged me only poured gasoline on the fire, making it burn out of control.
One by one, they spread rumors about me; that I was rude on set, too difficult to work with, and that I often looked at people with a cold, unfriendly stare.
Cold stare? Really? Some of the staff even joked that I was like a smiling machine!
But since those accusations came from top-tier celebrities, of course people chose to believe them instead of me.
Even the rumor that I was a homewrecker came from just a single photo—yes, only one—but that one piece of so-called evidence was blown up into something as big as a mountain.
It had all started when Lariette introduced me to a married film producer, saying he was interested in casting me in one of his movies someday.
