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Chapter 250 - 250: From Grace To Grass
During the commotion inside the hall, Ferdinand took the rare opportunity to slip out without anyone noticing him escape.
Unbeknownst to him, someone was capturing him live on tape sneaking out like a thieving rat.
When he arrived outside the hall, he was stunned to see a crowd of journalists and an angry mob of fans waiting for him, with lots of camera lights flashing in his face making him squint.
"Mr Ferdinand, how long have you been sleeping with Miss Tina?"
"Mr Ferdinand, did you alter the result to favour your mistress?"
"Mr Ferdinand, who else have you been sleeping with?"
"Mr Ferdinand, did you know your wife will be coming today?"
"Mr Ferdinand, who else amongst the judges is part of your manipulative scheme?"
"Mr Ferdinand...."
"Mr Ferdinand...."
The numerous questions coming from every corner, with different journalist shoving their microphones in his face, forced Ferdinand to retreat.
He was about to turn around and head back into the hall to
"Eww..." Someone cried from the crowd
"....and I'll do anything to make this right," Ferdinand concluded hoping this would melt his wife's heart like before.
"I hate you." Celestine spat out while struggling to be set free. "I hate you so much. And I'm done listening to you."
"Celestine..." Ferdinand's pounding heart was threatening to leap out of his chest as his wife angrily removed her wedding ring from her finger. "Celestine please, don't do this."
"It's over." Celestine threw her wedding ring at her husband's face, earning her a lot of cheering and clapping from the onlookers gathered around.
"Baby please." Ferdinand picked up the ring crawling on his knees towards her. But he got attacked again as Celestine aimed to kick him in the groin but missed.
"Go back to your wretched mistress, you worthless scumbag. I'm done cleaning up after you." Celestine spat out. "You will hear from my lawyer."
With those final words, she stormed away from the crowd to the awaiting limousine that brought her to the venue.
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Back at an undisclosed location, Tina was looking completely miserable. She had changed into a loose-fitting male denim trouser and a creamy cardigan, with different treated scratch marks on her bruised face.
She was seated on a double couch in a moderately furnished living room belonging to one of the security guards at the event centre, who was currently hiding her in his apartment away from public view.
Scrolling through her phone, Tina couldn't stop her tears from falling. Just like she earlier craved, she was now trending all over social media, but for the wrong reasons.
More videos of her intimate and forbidden sections with some directors, movie producers, and attractive male colleagues, most of whom were married, were all over the Internet, with millions of viewers and comments.
This increased the number of disgruntled housewives who wanted a piece of her flesh.
Bloggers and critics didn't fail in escalating the issues by making caricatures of her entire career as if it was built on how wits rather than her pure talent.
The majority of the movie companies and producers who initially wanted to partner with her, sent her emails, concealing their initial proposition while blacklisting her from future association.
And to make matters worse, neither her mother, father, brother or even her friends were willing to speak with her at the moment.