I Chose Me Over My Marriage novel Chapter 82

Aria's sudden ambush had one clear motive: to publicly sever her ties with Maxwell and manipulate public opinion so that the entire scandal landed squarely on his shoulders.

When Lyra thought about it, the girl wasn't completely brainless.

It was just a shame that if Aria wanted to direct the public's fury at Maxwell, she should have focused her crosshairs on him, not Lyra.

Over the phone, the PR manager reported, "It's actually a blessing in disguise, Ms. Lennox. The moment we leaked the photos of your injury to the press, we completely hijacked the narrative. We didn't even need to mobilize the bot armies. Aria's little stunt was suffocated before it could even draw breath."

Hearing this, the tension finally left Lyra's face.

"But we can't assume he won't strike back. Keep a close eye on the situation. The second any of their smear accounts make a move, I want you to intercept and crush them immediately."

She might not care about a pathetic clown like Aria, but that didn't mean she was going to let the girl endlessly harass her.

Let Aria taste a bit of true ruin. Maybe then she'd realize that Lyra was never a weak target, but a steel wall.

Crashing into her was Aria's own catastrophic mistake.

Meanwhile.

Inside Aria's luxury van.

She had just finished changing her clothes when her manager slammed the door open and stormed in, radiating sheer fury.

"You swore to me you had a foolproof plan to distance yourself from Maxwell! I even vouched for you to the CEO! And what did you actually do? Have you looked online?! You're getting ripped to shreds out there! How the hell do you plan to fix this? You're down to a single commercial endorsement. Do you honestly think the agency is going to keep funding a completely worthless asset?"

Faced with her manager's vicious interrogation, Aria's face drained of color.

"How was I supposed to know Lyra would have a counterattack ready?"

She practically collapsed onto the sofa.

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