“What do you mean, ‘there’s no way that could happen’?” Sarah Cooper was truly trying to reason with him. “Yes, it’s true that no one would refuse your concert, but what about after that? If you don’t explain or show up, this stain will never go away. Every time you reach the top in the future, someone will bring this up to diss you, following you around like a fly you can’t swat away. No matter what you achieve, it’ll always be there, haunting you.”

William Clark: “I don’t care.”

Sarah Cooper had no choice but to say, “It’d be one thing if you were the only one who had to bear the consequences, but do you realize that Bonnie has been affected by you?”

Bonnie was the pride and joy of William Clark’s Alpha mother, James Clark. As a luxury jewelry brand, its target customers had always been Omegas.

And for the past three years, William Clark had been the spokesperson for Bonnie, with his huge posters everywhere in their stores.

Last month, as soon as William Clark’s “Omega discrimination” remarks were reported, Bonnie’s performance visibly declined. After the New Year’s Eve show last night, things escalated even more—someone splashed paint on the downtown store, with chaotic accusations against Bonnie for being unethical.

William Clark didn’t pay attention to media news, and James Clark naturally wouldn’t bother her son with such troubles, so he still didn’t know about any of this.

After reading the news page that Little Ethan handed over, the media’s descriptions were exaggerated, but the fact was that Bonnie’s store had indeed been forced to suspend operations.

William Clark said angrily, “They dare touch Bonnie.”

No matter how rebellious William Clark was by nature, he didn’t want his family to be implicated because of his own issues.

This was his bottom line.

Sarah Cooper certainly knew this, so she pressed her advantage: “Why wouldn’t they dare? This isn’t something that’ll end so easily. William Clark, I’m not going to force you to apologize—otherwise, I wouldn’t have agreed to let you skip the New Year’s Eve show last night. I’m just asking you to participate in a variety show. While clearing your name, you’ll also gain some goodwill. It’s not going to kill you.”

William Clark never participated in variety shows.

He was too proud for that—he couldn’t stand putting on an act.

Besides, he didn’t need to go on shows to build popularity; he was the embodiment of popularity himself.

“A reality show, no script,” Sarah Cooper tried to persuade him. “As long as you don’t quit halfway, you can do whatever you want. It’ll only take a week.”

William Clark was skeptical: “That simple?”

“It’s really that simple. You should be grateful the production team even wants you—who would dare ask you to follow a script?” Sarah Cooper continued, “I’ve already picked your partner. I guarantee they’re a blank slate, squeaky clean.”

William Clark understood, and sneered: “Most importantly, he’s an Omega. You’ve painted quite the picture.”

Participating in a show with an Omega was already enough to attract attention. Add in the production team’s masterful editing, and even if the two of them didn’t interact at all, William Clark could already imagine what the final show would look like.

Sarah Cooper was momentarily at a loss, having her intentions so easily seen through. She finally probed cautiously, “You’re not actually prejudiced against Omegas, are you?”

William Clark suddenly reined in his usual unruliness and fell silent.

After a while, just as Sarah Cooper thought he might say something shocking, he simply raised an eyebrow and said calmly, “Of course not. I have no problem with Omegas, let alone discrimination. I made my meaning very clear with that statement—I was just saying that they can’t decide for themselves whether or not to be marked. Isn’t that a fact?”

Physiologically speaking, it was true that Omegas were naturally weaker and more prone to losing control. So, once both parties were in love enough, most people would choose to be fully marked right away and spend the rest of their lives together.

But there were still some who, knowing they were already physically weaker than Alphas, would nevertheless take risks in search of immoral excitement—that was William Clark’s annoyed comment about a certain cheater when pressed for an answer.

Some media deliberately amplified his words, twisting his original meaning and turning it into an AO human rights controversy, which William Clark could no longer clarify.

He wasn’t someone who talked much, and he wouldn’t make this kind of mistake again.

Sarah Cooper didn’t know why William Clark thought this way, or where these ideas came from. She only knew that when William Clark first debuted, he seemed to be in a relationship, but that was four years ago.

Later, for a while, William Clark suddenly became very gloomy. He spent every night in the studio, working through the night, his inspiration dried up, forcing himself to write something by scratching at paper. William Clark was extremely talented—after his slump came an explosion. During the period when he was no longer distracted, his works suddenly poured out in a torrent. Every album was a hit, concerts were endless, and like a perpetual motion machine that never tired, he cemented his place in the music industry.

From then on, he was the music industry.

With glory at his side, even the slightest flaw in someone so perfect would be magnified to the extreme.

William Clark might not even realize how serious this incident was. It wouldn’t immediately destroy his status in the music world, but it could destroy his music. Gradually, prejudice and rumors would seep impurities into his genius creations, until those works were no longer perfect legends.