Zee had always admired Nhu from afar, but he never thought he would have a chance to work with him, let alone fall in love with him. Nhu was a famous idol, with millions of fans and a dazzling smile. Zee was his boss, the CEO of a successful enterta...
I had a lot of nerves before my Performance . It was just a couple of songs, no big deal, right? That's what I told myself as I left hia sleeping and put his food on the counter. My manager picked me up and we drove in silence. I didn't feel like talking about it. I'm glad she didn't either . The backstage area was pretty quiet when we got there, only a few early birds like me. I found a spot to sit and relax while my manager and the crew set things up. "Hey, look who's here." I heard someone whisper. I turned around and saw two girls pointing at me. They stopped when they realized I saw them. I gave them a friendly smile and a wave. They giggled and looked away. I shrugged it off and focused on my breathing. More people started to show up and some of them gave me curious looks or whispered to each other. I could tell they were talking about me, but I tried to ignore them and stay calm.
"Did you think that zee dumped Anna for his lover? Or he is having an affair? " one person whispered. Her friend nudged her "shh he might hear you" she warned. "Oh come on, it's not a secret" she snorted. "What do you call a man who cheats with another man? What is a male mistress called? " she wondered, her friend nudged her again but chuckled "you're so mean." they both giggled. "Hey nunew, I'm on your team. Anna was a bore." she said to me, then her friend dragged her away. "Are you nuts? How could you..." her voice trailed off as they walked away. I wished I could disappear. But I had to perform. I gathered myself and walked on the stage. The lights were blinding, the music was loud, the crowd was cheering, everything was overwhelming. I tried to forget everything and just focus on my singing and dancing.
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Being on stage felt so great. Everyone was cheering and singing along with me. I was honestly shocked but it reminded me that no matter what I'm going through I have fans that love and support unconditionally. I'm forever grateful. After my performance I went backstage again were I was met with genuine smiles. I was surprised by the positive feedback from the audience and the crew. I was really happy but all good things come to an end. It was a nightmare. As soon as we stepped out of the backstage door, we were surrounded by flashing cameras and shouting voices. "Nunew, where have you been hiding? Did you elope with Anna?" one of them yelled. "Nunew, are the photos real or fake?" another one demanded. "How do you feel about zee?" they kept asking. I felt like I couldn't breathe. My manager and some security guards tried to push me through the crowd and get me to my car.
"Anna?" I murmur to myself as we pass by a woman who resembles her. I shake my head. It can't be her. She's supposed to be in rehab. And Anna is half-Asian, how likely is it to see another hapa who looks like her in Thailand? As we drive away from the woman, she keeps staring at the car until she becomes a blur in the distance. That was strange, Anna or not.
Zee pov At the end I decided not to take Anna's call and blocked her. She was probably going to drag me about my relationship with nhu and I was already in a bad mood. While I was waiting for nhu I was trying to get a good agency to work with. I can't leave nhu still working with my dad's record label they might mistreate him since I'm gone. I was browsing some websites to find a good agency to sign with. I had to get nhu out of my dad's record label. I wanted to create something new, something fresh. I was waiting for him to come over and looking for some agents who could help us out.
I dread going to my father's office again. It's the last place I want to be, especially after our last encounter. He barely let me speak and shouted at me for ruining his reputation. I hope this time he will listen to reason and agree to terminate Nhu's contract with the record label. He deserves better than being exploited by him and his cronies. I also need his help to find out who is stalking him and sending him threatening messages. Someone in his building must be behind it, and I won't rest until I expose them.
I feel exhausted before I even open my mouth. My dad is sitting at his desk, his back turned to me. I pretend to be busy with the papers on the table. He coughs, but doesn't look at me. "Did you come to beg for your job back?" he says.
"No, I came to talk about the cancellation of nunew's contract" I reply.
He spins his chair around and glares at me. "You can deal with my lawyers tomorrow. Get out" he orders.
I take a deep breath and try to stay calm. "And I need your help. The detective you suggested told me that the stalker's IP address is from our - this company" I say, correcting myself.
He raises his eyebrows and snorts. "So what do you want me to do? You're not my employee anymore. And nhu will be gone by tomorrow. It's none of my business." He says coldly.
"Can't you help me because you're my dad, not my former boss?" I beg him. I hate asking him for anything. He always makes me feel like I owe him something afterwards. But I'm desperate.
He sighs and rubs his temples. "Well, some companies use software like web filtering programs or firewall settings to block access to social media sites, online streaming platforms, or other non-work-related websites. It helps keep employees focused on their tasks and prevents potential security risks. We have that too. So whoever is sending those messages from here is probably an artist. We don't monitor their devices." He says.
This narrows down and widens the search at the same time. It's easier because there aren't many artists in this company. It's harder because nhu barely interacted with any of them. Why would they hate him so much?
"Is that all?" he asks, his voice cold and distant. "After all this, we don't have to talk again, dad. So don't worry." I say, and immediately regret it. He looks away, hurt and angry. I didn't mean to sound so harsh, but he kept pushing me by acting annoyed by my presence.
He shakes his head, then sighs. "I'll send you copies of every device that was connected to the company wifi and the internet activities of those devices especially the shady ones." He says, looking out the window. "Thank you." I say, and get up. By the time I got to my car, I got a text from my dad's lawyer confirming the time and place of our meeting.
Random note. I was shell shocked when I found out that you can monitor people's internet activities through the wifi bill. What if my parents find out and randomly want to go through it? 😭 Stay safe people
