Dumping My Billionaire Ex

Tina's mind was about to explode. She scratched her head but couldn't think of a way to retaliate against Sharon. The only thing she could think of was to call Jasmine. She dialed Jasmine's number. "Mom, did you know? Sharon Cress is Foxy Damon!"

When Jasmine answered the phone, she multitasked, having her nails done by Myra while watching a playback of Foxy Damon's livestream. She relaxed and enjoyed herself when Tina's words startled her, causing her to jerk her hand.

Myra's scissors cut into her flesh, Jasmine hissed, glaring at Myra.

Myra flinched instinctively, anticipating a scolding, Jasmine, however, had no time for that, asking urgently, "What do you mean? Explain clearly" As she spoke, she gestured for Myra to step back. Myra, feeling reprieved, quickly moved away with her tools.

Tina's voice over the phone quivered. "I just heard Sharon and Randall talking. Randall said it himself-she's Foxy Damon. Mom, Sharon had played us all along. She pretended to be pitiful at home, saying they had no money-it was all lies! She's been playing us for fools, making us her laughingstock!"

Jasmine listened to Tina's words, her head buzzing. Despite knowing Sharon was capable, she had never imagined her being connected to Foxy Damon. She thought, If Sharon was Foxy Damon, what about my past actions...NôvelDrama.Org owns all © content.

Jasmine felt a burning sensation as she recalled her past sarcastic remarks towards Sharon. She felt utterly ashamed and embarrassed. Jasmine had always valued her dignity and reputation above all else.

The

news shattered Tina's carefully maintained reputation, which she had upheld for many years. She wanted to deny it, thinking Tina must have misheard, but then Edwin's words flashed in her mind. He had once asked her if she knew who Sharon was. She thought, 'Was he hinting at this?"

Jasmine slammed her hand on the table, the pain shooting through her palm. She didn't care about the pain at the moment. What concerned her more was her now tamished reputation.

She pondered, Tina had only bullied Sharon, but what about me? On the one hand, I ignored Sharon, and on the other, constantly creating opportunities for her and Edwin, shamelessly trying to match them up... Jasmine just wanted to find a place to hide, never to face anyone again. Jasmine felt pain everywhere.

She called Myra several times but received no response. Finally, she covered her chest and ran outside. Just as she reached the doorway, she stumbled and fell to the ground. Barely catching herself on the door, Jasmine's face showed despair. "It's over, it's over!"

She thought. If Foxy Damon had a close relationship with Ray, there was still hope. If they weren't engaged, I could manipulate things and bring her together with Edwin. But now, everything's lost! She hated me so much, how could she still be good to Edwin! Behind her, the power and financial opportunities represented by a million fans are all goner

The powerhouse alliance, the dream team in her mind, had failed. The loss of opportunities had hurt more than the loss of face, leaving her in despair and pain, Jasmine dutched her forehead, feeling dizzy and on the verge of fainting at any moment,

"Mrs. Stanley At that moment, a hand appeared under Jasmine's arm, supporting her. The girl's clear voice continued, "Hello, I'm here to see

Tina waited outside the competition venue for half a day, but Jasmine never showed up. Her call was abruptly cut off, and she didn't even give Tina heads-up. The more Tina thought about it, the angrier and more upset she became.

Star repeatedly slammed her designer bag against the wall until it was misshapen. But what good did it do? No matter how many bags she smashed, it wouldn't change anything or make things right. She wanted to leave then and there, but human nature had flaws. The more unwilling she felt, the less she wanted to leave the place that caused her

In the end. Tina went inside. She hadn't been seated for long when she heard the enthusiastic voice of the host. "The final performance will be by our most talented, most charumatic, and most admired Kandall Silva. Let's give a big round of applause for Handlall!*

Immediately, the crowd erupted with thunderous applause. Randall was incredibly popular locally, and most of the audience was there to see him. As the applause coptinued, thar lights suddenly dimmed. Adark figure slowly glided across the stage in the soft blue, mysterious light beams. "Randall, Randall, the audience immediately started shouting wildly. Their dieen momentarily drowned out the music. Randall performed graceful movements within the spotlight, each gesture cliciting screams and cheers from the girls in the audience. Some were even swooning with admiration. After executing a few simple moves, he extended his hand towards the darkness.

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Another hand slowly reached out, resting in his palmi. It was slender and pale, each finger delicate and soft, as beautiful as water plants drifting in a "Wow, he's got a partner with him."

"No way!"

"He's never skated with anyone else before!!

Is our Randall being taken away!"

"That's 100 Criell"

The audience erupted again when they saw that hand buzzing with excited chatter. Everyone's eyes widened, eager to glimpse the mysterious partner's face.

"What's so fascinating! Just an ugly person! Tina heard the comments from the crowd and responded icily. She still felt frustrated inside. However, upon hearing the reactions from the audience, she felt a glimmer of hope.

She pondered, Randall has always skated alone. Suddenly bringing in a woman, he's bound to face criticism. Sharon Cress might even become a target of online harassment! I wished Sharon Cress would be publicly shamed, with people throwing rotten eggs at her daily! The more she thought about it, the better she felt.

"Wow, she's so beautiful!"

"Wow, she's like an angel

They look so good together

When Sharon finally showed her face, a new wave of admiration erupted from the audience below. 'She's so beautiful; only our Randall could

match her.

Tina slowly snapped out of her thoughts, but instead of hearing what she wanted, she heard praises for Sharon.

Tina clutched her fist, eyes blazing with anger. She thought. 'Are these people blind? Weren't they all claiming to love Randall? How can they not be outraged that Sharon Cress, someone so clean-cut like Randall, has been brought into this?

The music suddenly began to play. Sharon, guided by Randall, executed a sharp pivot, followed by their free-flowing movements and soaring speed across the ice. All eyes in the audience were fixed on them as they moved with synchronized steps, one dressed in black and the other in red, dazzling against the ice. Randall occasionally led Sharon in performing intricate and agile maneuvers. They didn't just skate; they seemed to glide in if on clouds

"Wow!" In the audience, exclamations of astonishment continued one after another.

With Sharon's existing dance skills and Randall's exceptional performance, there was no hint of unfamiliarity. Everyone speculated about who this newcomer to figure skating could be, as they had never been seen before.

Upon listening to all the praises, Tina's face twisted in anger, her nails digging into the chair and breaking several. She thought, 1 don't believe it, l'U make sure this Sharon Cress fails! She just got married and already performing together, hugging and all. Can the boss of Bisney Entertainment handle it! Even if he can, can he ignore so many comments? Thinking this, Tina clicked away, taking many photos in a

row.

Tina had no contact information for Bisney Entertainment, but what she did next didn't matter. She deliberately sent the photos to a social media account owned by a silver-spoon family, asking him to find a way to post them all over the internet. After doing all this, Tipa's anger slightly subsided. "Shuron Cress, dare to steal from me; see how you collapsed!"

Edwin walked out of the company. "Mr. Stanley Felix stood in front of the car, holding his phone, with a nervous expression and a glint in his eyes. "Is there something on your mind?" Edwin glanced at Felix and immediately understood his concern. "If you have something to attend to, go ahead" he added.

Felix had gotten tharried, had a child, and had more family responsibilities, but Edwin wasn't pushing him. "It's not that," Felix walked over, feeling his scalp tighten, finding it hard to talk Finally, he said, "It's... it's dus," handing over his phone.

Edwin glanced down and saw two ergent figures; a man and a woman dressed in red and black. The man lifted the woman high in the air, and she gracefully extended her leg in a split, appearing as if she was spreading her wings. Even in the still photograph, the seamless coordination between their movements conveyed a sense of grace and harmony,