Betsy's grip on Ariana's arm tightened as she marched her toward the office, her mind still racing with her earlier analysis.

"Brielle might have the upper hand with her great resources, but she's brought this all on herself by crossing Coco Fans, Daniela's fiercely loyal followers," Betsy said, her tone tinged with concern.

"These fans are notorious for their vicious cat-fights with any stars who pose a threat to Daniela's reign. I bet they'll dig up all of Brielle's dirty laundry and use it against her."

Ariana's lips curved up into a sly smile. This was just the kind of chaos she needed to really put Brielle in her place.

Betsy was completely engrossed in scouring the depths of the Internet for the latest developments, oblivious to the pangs of hunger in her stomach. It was Ariana who brought her lunch, as she couldn't stand the thought of Betsy starving herself.