Chapter 338
Just minutes ago, Eric Montclair, the elusive pop legend Dominic Blackwood had been desperately searching for, finally resurfaced on social media!
As the undisputed king of pop three years ago, his tragic on-stage accident had marked the darkest moment of his career.
Since that fateful day, he vanished completely from public view.
Most assumed he had perished.
Yet his devoted fans kept vigil, flooding his social media with daily comments and likes, praying for his return.
Miraculously, their prayers were answered!
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At precisely 6:55 a.m., Eric Montclair posted an update on his official account.
[My dearest friends. Three long years have passed. How have you been? I've been well, though rather lonely. Last year I purchased a Tempest Series drone. Each day I sent it soaring to distant places, and each evening it returned with breathtaking footage. Through its lens, I experienced vibrant cityscapes alive with light. This drone became more than machinery - it became my companion. Now my dear friend faces unjust criticism due to minor flaws. I cannot remain silent. Please give it the same chance to grow that you once gave me during my career.]
Accompanying the heartfelt message was an exhilarating video compilation shot entirely with a Tempest Series drone.
The emotional clip concluded with Eric gently wiping dust from the drone's surface.
After three years of complete silence, no one anticipated the pop icon's dramatic return would be tied to a product endorsement!
His fanbase erupted in frenzy!
The sheer volume of traffic nearly crashed the social media platform.
Service was restored after thirty chaotic minutes.
Comments on Eric's post multiplied at staggering speed.
(OMG I KNEW HE WAS ALIVE! ERIC PROMISED HE'D NEVER LEAVE US!!!)
(MONCLAIRIANS ASSEMBLE! OUR KING HAS RETURNED!)
(Just ordered 15 Tempest drones from Thornfield Industries! Anything for Eric!)
Dominic studied the post skeptically, suspecting foul play.
The entire message read like a carefully crafted advertisement for Thornfield Industries.
With Michael Sterling's world-class hacking skills...
Compromising a celebrity account would be child's play.
Their Tempest drone line was currently embroiled in controversy and desperately needed positive publicity.
Eric's unexpected endorsement was nothing short of miraculous.
Yet Dominic couldn't dismiss the unmistakable appearance of Eric's distinctive hands in the video.
After cross-referencing with archival photos, Dominic confirmed their authenticity.
Why would someone who disappeared for three years suddenly reemerge to promote a product?
Did Thornfield pay him an astronomical sum?
Dominic had exhausted every resource trying to locate Eric Montclair.
How had Evelyn Thorne made contact?
Was there some undisclosed connection between them?
Dominic needed to reach Eric immediately - his medical team might hold the key to Sophia's recovery.
While Sophia Blackwood had shown slight improvement after her latest surgery, full recovery remained distant.
Perhaps Eric's physicians could accelerate her healing process.
The frustrating obstacle? The video's nondescript woodland backdrop offered no clues to his whereabouts.
His only option now was confronting Evelyn directly.
At precisely 9:00 a.m., the doorbell chimed at Mooncrest Manor.
Michael Sterling shuffled to the entrance, running fingers through his tousled blond hair. After glancing at the security monitor, he turned the knob.