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Ariana, overflowing with gratitude for the young girl’s assistance, swiftly uploaded both the drug test
report and the video online, fervently proclaiming Tom’s innocence. She emphasized that he had been
fervently performing at the bar, completely detached from any drug usage.
Yet, the comment section metamorphosed into a den of trolls and cynics who refused to accept the
clarifications.
“He had the drugs in his possession. He might not have indulged this time, but who’s to say he won’t
next?”
“Yeah, that underground bar seems sketchy. Why would anyone perform there regularly?”
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“Even if he didn’t partake, he must’ve been aware of the dealings, making him an accomplice.”
“People like him have no business appearing in public. He should withdraw from the competition! Spare
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtthe audience the spectacle. He doesn’t deserve it.”
The comment section swelled with a chorus of calls for Tom to step back from the competition. Ariana
discerned the clandestine orchestrations at play, an insidious hand intent on forcing Tom’s withdrawal,
a resolve to take matters to the brink.
This discovery kindled a fire within Ariana. She promptly instructed her assistant to enlist a legion of
paid commentators. Soon, the online battleground blazed, with both the sides locked in a fervent fight.
Yet, the opposition held the upper hand, having disseminated incriminating photos of Tom at the
underground bar. Many internet users who were swayed by their narrative joined in, calling for Tom’s
withdrawal.
Observing the tumultuous sea of public sentiment turning against him, Tom’s spirit waned, and he
confided with a heavy heart, “Perhaps I should gracefully step aside from the competition. I have no
desire to drag others down with me.”
“No,” Ariana promptly interjected.
“You are not accountable for this.
Why should you give up and yield? We cannot yield now, for that would be handing them the victory
they seek.”
“But given the current situation, we are unable to vindicate ourselves clearly, and the live performance
is a mere two days away,”
Tom sighed, his desolation palpable.
“Don’t worry; we’ll find another way,” Ariana reassured him, her mind already churning with a potential
solution. Suddenly, inspiration struck, and she inquired, “Do you recall if that bar is equipped with
surveillance cameras?”
“Yes,” Tom responded eagerly, a glimmer of hope illuminating his face.
“Yes, there are surveillance cameras in place. The person suddenly approached me and handed me
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmthe drugs. I was positioned in a spot that the surveillance cameras would undoubtedly capture.”
“Let us return to the bar and attempt to access the surveillance footage.” Ariana, always the proactive
one, encouraged Tom to take action.
However, considering the bar’s affiliations with Rollingrock Media, there was mo assurance that they
had retained the crucial surveillance footage.
Ariana acknowledged this uncertainty but remained steadfast in her determination to explore this
avenue.
The two of them proceeded to the bar, now shuttered for scrutiny, its entrance securely locked.
After a brief contemplation, Tom suggested, “There’s a back entrance around the rear. We might gain
entry there. Follow me.”
Leading Ariana to the back of the establishment, Tom managed to unlock the back door. Inside, they
were greeted by dim Lighting as they navigated toward the first-floor surveillance room, only to
encounter an obstinate Locked door.
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