One photo and three simple words were all it took to send the internet's imagination into overdrive. The narrative instantly flipped.
"Wait, the guy in the picture is Miles Foster?!"
"I remember the opening ceremony! He was sitting next to Audrey the whole time!"
"Yeah! There was an article about him showing up at the studio with roses at dawn. Everyone was guessing the Foster heir had a crush on an actress!"
"So this is just two single people flirting? Who had the audacity to twist this into her being a mistress? That's psychotic!"
While netizens rallied to defend Audrey, they also began hunting for the person who had orchestrated the smear campaign.
"Doesn't anyone else think this is sketchy? Audrey is a newcomer playing a minor role. Why would a scandal like this get artificially pushed to the top of the trending page?"
"Someone is definitely out to get her. Did she piss off Rainey Sinclair?"
"Cancel the trash tabloids! Protect Audrey!"
...
Watching the digital tide turn in real time, Audrey was stunned. She looked up at Miles.
He offered her a gentle smile, holding up a sleek takeout bag. "My secretary got me sushi for lunch. It was excellent, so I brought you some." He raised his voice slightly, ensuring the eavesdropping crew heard every word. "Since the food on set is clearly a health hazard, why don't you have this instead?"
Several crew members looked down in shame.
Audrey smiled, accepting the bag. "Thank you." She turned and led him toward the private lounge.



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