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Scarlett turned to her.“Otherwise?”
Anya retrieved a lipstick from her designer handbag, twisting the cap.“You asked for it, honey. You should have been grateful that I used you for publicity, and what did you do? You filed a lawsuit! Chase offered you twenty million, and you still didn’t drop it.” Scarlett said calmly, “Chase doesn’t like manipulative women. If he knew what you did, he’d despise you.”
Anya burst into laughter.
“No wonder Chase said you were an stupid dog! You don’t understand the place a first love holds in a man’s heart, do you? I left him to pursue my career overseas; I didn’t contact him for five or six years. But if I want him, he’ll come to me like a dog.”
Scarlett felt a surge of bitter irony. Chase thought she was a dog; Anya thought he was one. Was this karma?
Anya looked at her coldly.“If you’re smart, you’ll drop the lawsuit immediately.”
“And if I don’t?”
Anya tapped her phone, showing it to Scarlett.“Look at this.”
Scarlett’s blood ran cold. It was a video of her and Uri in room 88! Anya had cleverly edited the footage. Uri was pinning her down, pulling at her jeans. Uri’s back was to the camera, but her face was clearly visible–cheeks flushed, eyes hazy and alluring, appearing entirely compliant. The music was loud, drowning out any conversation. It looked completely consensual.
Fury consumed Scarlett. She lunged for the phone, but Anya swiftly pulled it back.
“Save it. I have many copies.”
Scarlett trembled with rage, leaning weakly against the sink. She glared at Anya. Anya smiled.“Imagine this video going viral and being shared thousands of times. We all know how commonplace this kind of video is. It’s gonna be hard for you to sue me again.”
Scarlett said coldly, “Why don’t you post the whole video? I used the whole bottle of spray on Uri before leaving. And you went that room afterward, right? Was he wild? Did you… enjoy yourself?”
Anya’s face fell. Remembering Uri’s brutality, she shivered, her voice tight with anger.“What’s your point? I have the video, I can post whatever part I want!”
Scarlett pointed to the bruises visible through Anya’s scarf.“Look at that, last night must be hot; even the scarf can’t hide it.”
Anya hastily adjusted her scarf, smirking triumphantly.“That was
Scarlett said calmly, “Keep fooling yourself.”
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out her phone. The event of the morning was already trending. Superstar Anya Louis was attacked with paint, almost stabbed; assailant claims Scarlett Taylor Hired him!”
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Anya Louis and Chase Miller spend the night at a nightclub; Chase’s girlfriend hires someone to revenge!”
Numerous videos had been posted, from various angles, thanks to the numerous bystanders. Each post was flooded with comments. Anya’s fans were vicious.“Go to jail, woman! You should be raped by dogs…”
Chase ended the call, approaching her, his tone accusatory.“Why did you do this? This is a mess!”
Anya rushed over, trying to calm him.“Chase, don’t worry, we’ll figure something out.”
Chase’s voice was like ice.“Figure what out? Everyone saw it with their own eyes!”
An officer said, “This is a public incident; too many people posted it online; it’s hard to suppress. Suing for privacy and image rights is also difficult.”
Scarlett held her phone with her head down. She offered no defense.
The officer who went to get the parking lot security footage returned. The footage was easy to find. It showed only brief interaction between a man and a woman, with inaudible conversation, and thus no usable content.
