Chapter 453

"What kind of attitude is that?"

"Attitude?" Gregory scoffed. "You're lecturing me about attitude now? We simply gave you a taste of your own medicine. And for the record, it doesn’t have to be Mrs. Langley either."

With that, he ended the call.

The assistant approached Iris with hesitation. "Iris, Soul Jewelry has decided to replace you as their spokesperson."

Iris's expression darkened instantly. Never in her career had she been treated with such disrespect.

"An obscure jewelry brand dares to humiliate me?"

A smirk curled her lips as she pulled out her phone and drafted a post on Instagram.

@IrisBaby: Never thought it would come to this. (JPG)

The image showed a small dog perched on a balcony, gazing down at the crowd below. The implication was unmistakable. Within minutes, her fans swarmed the comments, outraged on her behalf.

@IrisForever: What happened, queen? Weren’t you supposed to be shooting for Soul Jewelry today?

@IrisBaby: Sigh. Maybe I’m just not good enough for them.

@IrisArmy: Wait, did they really drop you?

Iris responded with a tearful emoji, fueling her fans' fury. Just days ago, she had proudly announced her partnership with Soul Jewelry. Now, they had betrayed her.

Her loyal followers stormed Soul Jewelry’s official page, flooding it with angry comments.

By afternoon, the hashtag #SoulDropsIris was trending.

Meanwhile, Lucas Laurent finished his photoshoot. Evelyn Vanderbilt reviewed the shots, impressed despite his minimal screen time.

The theme was dark elegance—onyx and sapphire tones blending into a regal yet modern aesthetic. A single close-up of Lucas wearing Soul’s signature ring was breathtaking, as if crafted by a master artist.

No surprise. His hands, meticulously maintained for his violin career, were worth millions. The female staff couldn’t tear their eyes away.

Once Lucas changed back into his usual attire, Evelyn approached him. "Thank you for stepping in, Mr. Laurent. I’ll transfer your fee later."

"Keep it," he said, adjusting his cufflinks. "Consider it a favor—for family. But don’t ask me to do this again."

Evelyn grinned. "Noted."

He arched a brow. "Why didn’t you ask Nathan Goldmann? I’m sure he’d jump at the chance."

She hesitated, then shrugged. "He’s a businessman. Not exactly the face of a jewelry brand."

Lucas frowned. "And I am?"

Evelyn eyed him up and down before laughing. "You’re tall."

He rolled his eyes.

Back at the office, Gregory handed her a tablet. "Iris knows we replaced her."

Evelyn scrolled through the trending backlash. "Did she have other commitments today?"

Gregory shook his head. "She claimed she was free, which is why we scheduled the shoot. But her assistant suddenly mentioned a variety show recording. No idea if it’s true."

Evelyn smirked. "Let her vent. We’ll see who laughs last when the campaign drops."