The entertainment industry was so big. How could Patrick be the only one at the top?

He was just very popular now, but I needed to take a long-term view.

In fact, I had already set my eyes on someone. Coincidentally, that man happened to be Patrick's rival, Reginald Sinclair.

Even though Reginald was a nobody now, he would be very famous in the future. It was a pity that my rival had signed him at that time.

Patrick's fans and Reginald's fans hadn't got along, and they had been arguing about who was the number one male idol in the domestic entertainment industry.

In fact, if Reginald replaced Patrick, it would be really interesting. There would be a lot of controversy, and the ratings would go up.

And as far as I knew, Reginald's private life was clean, and he was only focused on the stage. He was my best choice.

"Jennifer, what do you think of Reginald?"

She took a deep breath and said, "You let a nobody replace Patrick. Aren't you afraid that Patrick's fans will eat you up? Are you willing to sacrifice your life to arrange it like that?"

It didn't matter. Being scolded was better than to lose everything.

So, I decided to postpone the recording for a week. I wanted to take another gamble, thinking, "Reginald, please don't let me down."

Realizing that I was going to breach the contract, all the members of the Hastings Studio couldn't remain calm.

His agent, Kayla Watson, came to me to negotiate.

"Isabella, what do you mean? Didn't we agree on this? You're disrespecting Patrick by breaking the contract."

She came to me now.

But when something happened, they just walked away. Why didn't they respect me?

"I checked the show process, and I think Patrick doesn't quite fit the core of our program, such as he cares too much about his image..."

I hoped Kayla could understand.

But she looked extremely unhappy.

"If you say so, I don't think you can withstand the pressure of public opinion. After all, you know the power of Patrick's fans."

I thought, "Bullshit! Don't try to scare me. How dare you mention fans?

Patrick owes the most to the fans who have followed him for so long."

Seeing that I didn't say anything, she rolled her eyes.

"Then I wish your program will become hotter."

No way. Did she still want me to get depressed?

If she knew that I invited Reginald to replace Patrick, would she be so angry that she would die?

I talked harmoniously with Reginald's agent. After all, was there any star who didn't want to be on my variety show?

Whoever was on my show would become famous.

I made mental preparations and sent out the announcement.

Soon after, there were hundreds of thousands of likes and more than a hundred reposts.

I was too sensitive to read the comments, and they were definitely all scolding me.

I was so tired. I took a nap for 15 minutes, and Jennifer woke me up.

"Ms. Johnson, are you so careless? How can you asleep? You're on the trending search!"

I looked at the trending searches, and my name stood out.

There were many hashtags: "Isabella excludes Patrick!", "Isabella argues with Hastings Studio!" and "Isabella and Reginald's relationship exposed!"

It was all bullshit!

How dare I get into a relationship with a younger brother like Reginald?

Did Hastings Studio make all these trending searches?

I read the comments...

[Isabella, don't read it. It's all bad comments.]

[What does Isabella mean? Are you disrespecting Patrick? Didn't you agree that Patrick would participate in the show? Are the official photos still there?]

[Can Isabella give Patrick an apology?]

[Is Reginald Isabella's boyfriend? Why is she supporting him so much?]

[Upstairs, I think what you said makes sense. Isabella is really shameless. She probably failed in seducing Patrick, so she found another guy who was easier to control.]

[You're right! How could Patrick possibly like that old woman?]

I was not angry.

I still sympathized with his fans. They were now defending him everywhere.

But in the end, Patrick didn't say a word for them.

I didn't respond, but Jennifer was anxious and afraid it would be detrimental to the show.

However, with the controversies, maybe the ratings would be even better than when Patrick was there.

Hastings Studio called me again.

"Hey, Ms. Johnson, you've seen how tough the attitude of Patrick's fans is. And why did you let Reginald replace Patrick? He's not famous. Unless it's really like the comments online..."

I really wanted to say, "What the hell is it to you? Can you please take care of Patrick? If it weren't for him, would I have to re-record the show?"

But I could only say, "I'm sorry. I think Reginald is more suitable for whom I'm looking for."

My words angered the other party.

"He's a nobody. How could he be better than Patrick? Are you insane? I thought you were quite farsighted, but you're just a person who's attracted by appearance. You two are not really having an affair, are you?"

Then, she hung up the phone.

It further strengthened my determination to bring Reginald to the top.

The war on the Internet had not stopped.

On one side were Patrick's fans, and on the other side were Reginald's.

But the more they argued, the more popular my show would become!

Patrick's fans were relatively young and very aggressive, so I didn't dare to mess with them.

Thinking that Patrick's reputation would collapse in two years, I felt sorry for those fans who spoke up for him.

Well, song fans.

The contract with Reginald had been finalized, and the agreement had been reached.

Then, I decided to record it earlier to comfort my wounded heart.

I looked at Reginald in the dressing room, and I could see the high-spirited Patrick of the past in him.

"Reginald, remember! Pay the taxes you should pay, and don't sleep with whom you shouldn't!"

I patted his shoulder.

"Ms. Johnson, you've got to be kidding me."

Reginald turned and smiled at me, a clear and soft light appearing in his eyes.

Oh, he was so handsome.

If I were a fan of Patrick, I would support at least a few hundred idols. And if Patrick failed, I would switch to another one.

I arrived in advance at the shooting site first and checked the equipment to make sure everything was in order.

Jennifer put her hand on my shoulder.

"Isabella, is Reginald okay? I think this show will be criticized all year long."

I had made plans for the worst. It didn't matter if I got scolded all my life. It was better than working for nothing.

"Don't worry. Reginald's senses of variety are better than Patrick's. I think he will attract a lot of fans, and then there will be less criticism."

I was not trying to criticize Patrick, but he was just too pretentious. It was a variety show about playing games, but he had become too obsessed with being an idol.

I had never seen any artiste be so pretentious, trying to act cool even when playing a game.

I recalled his agent had told me that he would touch up his makeup after shooting every segment and that he also needed a certain angle when shooting.

In the post-production editing, we would add romantic plots for him, and other guests must also cooperate with him.

I had to stay up late to discuss with the editor how to make him appear in front of the audience in the most handsome state.

Of course, I had nodded frantically in agreement at that time.

People were all snobs. But I knew what would happen in the future. Did I still need to pretend?

After his scandal had broken, the first thing people complained about was that he had no sense of variety shows, which was evident to everyone.