Clarifying now would be a breach of contract!"

Freda trembled with fear, unable to muster a response, but she nodded in agreement.

“And to clarify would be tantamount to admitting that Daniela is superior to me, do you understand? Then they would all laugh at me, and I would be a laughing stock," Brielle snarled, her voice dripping with contempt.

Brielle inhaled deeply, endeavoring to quell the surge of emotions within her before inquiring, "Have you made contact with Daniela's team? What have they conveyed?"

Freda displayed the message on her phone to Brielle, the contents of which were concerning Daniela's agent's uncooperative behavior.

"They have been dodging us, claiming to be occupied, and have even told us to disregard the warfare between the fan groups. It appears that they have no intentions of making things right.”

Brielle's features contorted in fury and she gnashed her teeth.

"That wretched woman!"

Daniela was indifferent to the fans' arguments about who would play the most important female supporting role in Winslow's film. Because when the movie's official cast list was announced, Brielle would be the one who would become the butt of the joke.

Freda, noticing Brielle's boiling anger, swiftly retreated her phone to avoid a potential outburst that would lead to its destruction.

Brielle flung herself onto the couch, her eyes shut tight, and her hand propping her head up. Her body shook with unbridled fury as she struggled to quell her emotions.

The rage consumed her, rendering her incapable of calming down.

Freda hesitated for a moment, nervously biting her lip before asking, "Brielle, are you feeling alright?"

Brielle shot Freda a sharp glance and barked, "Do I look alright to you? Why are you just standing there? Get me a damn glass of water!" Her voice was laced with anger and impatience.

"Right away," Freda hurriedly fetched a glass of water for Brielle and handed it to her, careful not to spill a drop.

As Brielle drank the water, her body gradually relaxed, and the tension in the room began to dissipate. Taking a deep breath, she set the glass down on the coffee table and leaned back on the couch.

As Brielle tried to compose herself, Freda spoke up with a note of concer in her voice.

"Brielle, do you think it's possible that Tea Spiller Y intentionally misled us with that post? Their information has always been reliable in the past, but this time, it was so sudden and inaccurate. It seems like they might be trying to cause trouble for us."

Brielle's eyes widened as a realization hit her. It was all starting to make sense now.

She had only shared the information about her role with one person—Ariana.