"Mr. Salazar, after giving it some thought, we've decided not to accept the last-minute change to the ending. As per our contract, Tyler will allot three days to film the original script and won't partake in any additional arrangements."

Ariana didn't beat around the bush. She trusted that Francis would grasp her intentions.

Sure enough, Francis got anxious.

"Ariana, would you reconsider? The pairing of Tyler and Cole is creating quite a buzz. If we change the ending to accommodate their pairing, it will undoubtedly attract a huge fanbase."

"Mr. Salazar, Tyler is not interested in being part of a coupling. He is solely focused on his acting career." Ariana's resolve was unshakeable. If Tyler's fame hinged solely on a pairing with Cole, it would be a disaster. She wouldn't permit Cole to leverage this for his own popularity.

“Alright. Please inform Tyler to prepare for the final scenes in the coming days."

Francis had no choice but to back down due to the contractual obligations and Ariana's influential background.

Although he didn't say anything harsh, he harbored a sense of grudge. It was clear Ariana had foiled his chances of making more profit. Even after disconnecting the call, he was still upset.

"| did tell you she wouldn't agree." Jasper, comfortably sitting in a leather armchair, sounded overly confident.

"Maybe it's time you gave my proposal a thought, Mr. Salazar?"

Ariana spent the entire afternoon browsing the Internet, attempting to clarify that Tyler wasn't interested in boys and that his relationship with Cole was solely professional. However, she was overwhelmed by the persistent shippers.

Shortly after, Betsy also joined the online fray. The two of them even established a separate fan group solely for Tyler, already boasting twenty members.

Their numbers may have been small, but each had multiple alternate accounts -

Betsy alone had over ten. Meaning, they had over a hundred accounts collectively, and they stood their ground fiercely against the shipper onslaught.

By evening, however, all their accounts were flagged for disrupting the online community.

Biting the bread angrily, Ariana cursed in her heart and shut down the computer.

“Ariana, it's useless. We'll have to escalate this to the company." Betsy's face turned red as she passionately declared with a decorative sign on her forehead that read “Win for sure". It was clear that she was still caught up in her emotions and hadn't yet calmed down enough to argue rationally.

"I've forwarded the request to our public relations team, but it's yet to get a nod."

Removing a similar bandana from her forehead, Ariana rose from her chair, her legs protesting from the prolonged sitting.

"Enough for today. We'll revisit this tomorrow.