Chapter 242

The post included raw, unfiltered snapshots and a direct capture from an Instagram account run by Sebastian Hartwell's most devoted fan.

Isabella Thornton ended her statement with poignant words: "Sebastian was my guiding star, and Vivian is the one who illuminates his universe now." She added, "Even if this costs me my position, I'll shield his radiance at all costs. I may return to darkness, but I want my own glow to forever bask in his sunlight."

This particular fan was legendary in Sebastian's fandom circles, having bankrolled multiple initiatives to support his career.

The fanbase immediately rallied behind her testimony, valuing her insider perspective and Sebastian's discernment, dismissing the unfounded gossip circulating online.

Vivian was stunned. "So Isabella is a Sebastian stan! That explains her career switch from acting to makeup artistry—just to stay near him! Coming forward like this might get her fired..."

She urgently called Lydia Bennett. "Lydia, Isabella just defended me publicly. I need to contact Mr. Vaughn immediately to vouch for her. Despite being Sebastian's fan, she's maintained complete professionalism and always prioritized his interests."

Lydia chuckled reassuringly. "No need to worry, Vivian. Adrian already secured her position. Mr. Vaughn confirmed she's staying. Firing her over this would destroy crew morale."

Then Lydia added with admiration, "You somehow always become the eye of the storm. This media frenzy is giving our show incredible organic promotion."

Their call ended shortly after.

Only then did Vivian notice Adrian's arm resting possessively around her shoulders.

As she considered removing it, he asked curiously, "Why would such a reserved makeup artist suddenly go public after being so private?" He remembered Isabella as painfully shy, not the type for bold declarations.

"A fri—someone mentioned during a set visit that having a genuine Sebastian fan speak up would carry more weight than any PR statement."

While explaining, Vivian subtly lifted his arm away, creating deliberate distance between them.

"A friend? You mean Julian, don't you?"

Adrian's gaze lingered on the space she vacated, still feeling her warmth. His eyes trailed down to her delicate ankles, noticing the faint blue veins beneath pale skin.

Vivian pressed her lips together in silent confirmation.

Leaning back casually, Adrian probed, "I thought Ivory Phoenix Productions had strict policies against hiring actors' obsessive fans. How would he know to suggest that?"

She shrugged dismissively. "Probably coincidence. He might not even be aware of their hiring policies."

"How coincidental can it be? He randomly suggests this, and there just happens to be a perfect candidate in the crew?"

Vivian's mind flashed back to that pivotal moment.