Chapter 345 Not Just an Author
Her voice might be small, but that didn’t mean it was powerless.
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With that thought, Freya picked up her phone and opened Twitter to see how far things had escalated on the trending page. Out of curiosity, she tapped into her own rarely–maintained profile–and was genuinely shocked.
She had over 300,000 followers.
What’s more, the comments on her old posts were surprisingly lively. Most of her tweets were simple little joys from daily life or casual posts about her stories, and even those had drawn tons of sweet replies. But the most recent tweet–just a cheerful “Good morning“– had taken a different turn.
Scrolling through her previous tweets, Freya was met with waves of warm messages from fans:
“It’s been three days since Biggie last posted. I love her posts–they always give off such a happy, healing vibe. When I’m feeling down, they cheer me up so much.”
“Biggie, can we get more updates? Commenting under your books didn’t help, so I’m trying here. Please notice us, we’re starving for more!”
“Please reply, Biggie! I’ve been dying to know where you got that gorgeous mug on your desk! Also, I use the same laptop as you–it’s such a fun surprise! Everything you post lately feels so warm and cozy. Are you in love?”
“The main couple in your stories are so sweet these days–I feel happy just reading. And seeing your lifestyle tweets… ahhh, I’m só jealous. I’m still grinding for my rent. Gotta work harder!”
“Visiting Biggie’s Twitter always lifts my mood. Her posts are full of joy. I want to be a kind, positive person too. Let’s all keep going!”
They were seriously the sweetest fans ever. Freya couldn’t stop smiling as she scrolled. Almost every comment on her older posts was kind and affectionate–full of warmth.
But her most recent tweet had taken a darker turn, all because of what happened today.
“This author is morally bankrupt. She acts all sweet and innocent, but it’s fake. Can’t believe she has fans. You all got played.”
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“So now that everyone knows what kind of person she really is, how does it feel being a fan of trash? Gross.”
“Ugh, no surprise. Her content is all fluff anyway. A few staged photos and vague life updates? That’s your idea of ‘wholesome“? Please.”
“Sure, she built a nice persona–but now I can’t stop thinking about how she allegedly bought her way into a role. Makes me sick. I hate rich people who think they can do whatever they
want.”
Thankfully, some fans were still trying to defend her–but their voices were drowned out by the avalanche of hate.
“I don’t believe Biggie would steal a role. She’s written way better characters–if she wanted to steal one, she’d pick a more iconic part.”
“She never even said she wanted to act! And it was such a minor role. If she had the connections, she could’ve just taken the lead. Why bother with this one?”
“She’s an author. Who knows what drama goes on in the entertainment world? They’re only bullying her because she doesn’t have a strong backing. If it were someone with real power stealing roles, no one would dare say anything.”
positive, empowering stories would be the kind
“I just can’t believe someone who writes Se connections, I hope she uses them to clear her
of person to steal from others. If she does
name.”
Freya scrolled through them all–her guesses had been right. These were the three main takes, and they were all people could talk about.
She paused to think for a while, carefully choosing her words before posting a new tweet:
“Saw the trending topic. I hope everyone out there can think critically for themselves. For the record—I’m an author, and only an author. I have no interest in acting.”
Just after she posted it, Clara sent her a message:
“Check the production team’s Twitter.”
Freya switched over and saw that Zane had uploaded the voice recording of their call from before. He’d also posted a detailed statement explaining exactly what happened.
What was even more damning Zane had publicly shared clips of Sophia’s unprofessional behavior during filming. Anyone who watched could clearly see why she’d been replaced.
