Pursuing My Rejected Alpha

354 Lucien Became A Celebrity

Mara Keenthorne, the Silverback Corporation’s PR Head looked as if she just ran all the way from her house to the audience hall in the middle of the night.

That might just be the case, because she was panting slightly while waiting for Lucien to arrive.

“Mara, what’s wrong?” Lucien asked while marching to the end of the hall to take his seat on the Luna throne.

“Reporting to the Luna, I come with a very particular request. I hope that the Luna might agree.”

“And the request is...?”

“To grant me access to your deactivated social media account.”

“...”

“Let me explain from the beginning,” Mara hastily spoke.

As the reigning PR Head of the Silverback Corporation, it was Mara’s job to not only manage the official social media account of the company that she represented, but also pay close attention to the social media activity.

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Around two weeks ago, Mara Keenthorne published a post to announce Ronan’s upcoming wedding to Lucien.

It was done according to Ronan’s wish, who insisted that their relationship be made public to prevent unwanted scandals in the future.

Their wedding was to take place in the Holy Temple of The Moon Goddess, so naturally, there would be no celebration in human society.

The post thus dubbed the wedding as a “private affair that was only attended by a handful of people”.

Nevertheless, the post took the online community by storm.

Ever since then, posts by the official account of Silverback Corporation had been flooded by a lot of visitors.

The good news was that the account along with the posts gained popularity in social media.

The bad news was that they ended up as discussion platforms for people who wanted to know more about the continuation of Ronan’s and Lucien’s romance.

“It is highly unprofessional to mix company business with private business,” Mara concluded.

“How did this happen?” Lucien asked in confusion. “I deactivated my account months ago.”

“The Luna has not done anything wrong,” Mara replied. “If my deduction is not too inaccurate, I believe this all starts with Miss Lillian Woodland’s last post before she disappeared from public eyes.”

When Lillian published that last post, Lucien was busy with Ronan at the fertility center.

Even if they weren’t busy, none of them was interested to read the post.

The same thing could not be said about the online community.

As Lillian’s online reputation crumbled into a pile of rubbles, Lucien’s soared high into the sky.

Mara Keenthorne believed that a lot of Lillian’s fans felt guilty for condemning Lucien and causing him tremendous stress and grief.

They were thus more than willing to jump ship and started to follow Lucien’s online presence, however insignificant.

“We need to separate professional company accounts from private individual accounts,” Mara explained. “We don’t want that the official social media account of Silverback Corporation turns into a gossip column for the CEO’s romance.”

Lucien had to agree. It was simply ridiculous. The Silverback Corporation was after all a serious business.

“What do you plan to do with my account, Mara?”

“I will publish posts in your name to feed the fans with tidbits about your daily life and upcoming wedding. I promise not to go over the top. I will run every post by you before posting.”

Lucien shook his head.

“I trust you. But do try to let the hype die down.”

Lucien had no interest in becoming a second Lillian.

His biggest priority right now was the two growing fetuses inside the fertility center.

With or without the ban that Gordon Clearwater put on him, he could not risk having the online community find out about the babies.

He had experienced their ferocity personally.

Among those who paid attention to his movement, there had to be a few who were still very loyal to Lillian.

Just what would they do to the fertility center if they knew about it?

The mere thought caused Lucien to shudder with fear.

The consequences were unimaginable.

“I understand,” Mara nodded fervently. “I will of course be discreet about personal details.”

“Do that,” Lucien said.

Diverting the fans’ attention from Silverback Corporation’s official account to Lucien Clearwater’s private account turned out to be rather easy.

As soon as Lucien’s private account was reactivated and Mara started posting random pictures from Lucien’s life, fans came flocking around.

The difficult part was to suppress the public interest in Lucien as a person.

Soon, the man was unable to move about without generating a group of people who came to follow him around and start to write posts about him.

Truly, sometimes celebrities were but normal human beings who were put on pedestals.

Lucien was not doing anything special, but whatever it was he did became viral.

The book he read became famous.

The clothes he wore became the fashion trend of the week.

The restaurants and shops that he went to flourish in their business.

The fact that the man himself was exceedingly good-looking did not help his case at all.

The red-blond curls shone like pure gold under the sun.

The caramel-golden eyes were a limpid pool of desire that could drown those who looked at them for a second too long.

His slim stature, his long and slender legs, his supple waist, and his bewitching rear ends made the onlookers swallow their saliva unconsciously.

And when the man smiled, he melted the hearts of men and women alike.

The man was too delicious.

And too seductive.

No wonder Ronan Silverback was so crazy about him!

Of course, when someone became that popular, advertisement and modeling offers started rolling in.

All of them were rejected automatically by the Silverback Corporation with the same message: “Mr. Lucien Clearwater is busy preparing for his wedding. He has no time to engage in commercial activities.”

When asked further when said man would be available for the so-called commercial activities, the huge corporation refused to provide more details.

Soon afterward, a new rumor spread online.

Ronan Silverback, the CEO of the Silverback Corporation, was a domineering husband who locked his fiancé up in his lavish dwelling and refused to grant him a breathe of fresh air!