Unconscious Husband: Meet Her Love In Silence by Ken Slaner

Chapter: 739
Now, Tyler had a smaller fan base compared to Sarah, and his online comments section became a breeding ground for
accusations of diva behavior and perfunctory fan interactions due to filming fatigue.
Adding fuel to the fire, the previously suppressed shippers took advantage of the situation, viciously slandering Tyler while
raising Cole to a pedestal.
It seemed that anyone even remotely associated with Ariana became a target of public scrutiny.
After taking a long while to calm down, Ariana composed apology messages to her cherished artists, extending her heartfelt
guilt.
She suddenly remembered that the wrap-up special and promotional materials for Tyler’s movie were supposed to be released
today, but the storm had swept away their chance to do so.
The winds of public opinion had turned against them, and the prudent decision was to withhold any releases.
And Sarah had to delay the release of the new album as well.
Sarah immediately called Ariana once she received her message. “Why bother apologizing, Ariana? It’s clear as day that they’ve
orchestrated this whole ordeal.”
Her voice sounded hurried, as though she were in a haste. “No need to let it weigh on your conscience. If anyone should be
apologizing, it’s Brielle. Don’t let anger consume you. Take care of yourself during your pregnancy. Brielle can only relish in her
temporary victory. Just wait and see how I deal with that little wretch!”

Taking a moment to catch her breath, Sarah continued, “Also, there might be a lot of company gossip today. Tyler and I are out
doing promotions, so we can’t return. I worry about you going to the company alone. Why don’t you take a day off, stay home,
and tend to yourself?”
“Why should I hide away? I have a clear conscience in this matter,”
Ariana defiantly retorted. “If I show up, they won’t dare utter a word to my face. If I don’t, who knows what malicious rumors
they’ll concoct behind my back, turning the world topsy-turvy?!”
Recognizing the futility of persuading Ariana otherwise, Sarah sighed and offered solace before ending the call.
Soon after, a message from Tyler came in, overflowing with reassurance and comfort. Like Sarah, he feared for Ariana’s peace
of mind at the company, urging her to stay home and seek respite.
Yet Ariana’s spirit refused to retreat to the confines of her home. She knew that giving in to seclusion would only amplify the
delight of her adversaries, Brielle and Jasper.
With a brief reply to Tyler, Ariana readied herself to venture out.
Stepping out of the elevator, Ariana’s phone rang once more. It was Sonia. Ariana slipped on her shoes and answered, “Hello?”
“Goodness gracious, please, I implore you, do not Leave your residence at this moment! A horde of paparazzi is on your
doorstep. They’ve even sold your address to unscrupulous media outlets, and they’re all converging on your location.”
Ariana stood frozen.
Sonia’s words had arrived too late. She had already pushed open the security door downstairs, venturing into the unknown.

Within an instant, she found herself swallowed by a swarm of paparazzi, leaving her no way out!
In an instant, a sea of cameras and microphones swarmed Ariana, their lenses and microphones like hungry predators closing in
for the kill.
The relentless clicking of shutters and blinding flashes nearly forced her eyelids closed against their intensity.
“Miss Edwards, have you truly meddled in your sister’s marriage as word has it?”
“Miss Edwards, what led you to the treacherous path of becoming a mistress?”