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Chapter 13: PUBLICITY

Author: Brainwaves
last update publish date: 2026-08-22 01:48:38

The first thing I learned that morning was that going viral did not make anyone respect your privacy.

It made them feel entitled to more of it.

By the time I finished breakfast, my sarcastic little Instagram post had been shared so many times that my phone had given up trying to count. Every few seconds, another notification appeared. Someone had already made a compilation of my best facial expressions from the dinner. Someone else had turned my champagne comment into a T-shirt slogan.

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    By the time I left Ruelle's apartment, my phone had become a dangerous object.Not because it was about to explode.Although, honestly, that was beginning to feel possible.It had been buzzing almost continuously since I posted my first sarcastic response to the internet's latest theory about my marriage. Apparently, telling strangers that I had not married Ethan Bramhall for his money because I had "excellent taste in men and unfortunately he wasn't it" had been considered entertaining.Very entertaining.My followers had multiplied overnight.People were reposting my videos.Strangers were defending me.Other strangers were diagnosing me.Someone had already created a fan account dedicated to my facial expressions whenever Ethan appeared beside me.I had no idea whether to be flattered or deeply concerned.Ruelle had been delighted by the entire thing."You're becoming a brand," she'd announced earlier, sprawled across her sofa like a woman who had personally invented social media.

  • Champagne And Chaos   Chapter 16: RUELLE'S EMERGENCY PLAN

    By eight the next morning, my face was everywhere.Not literally everywhere.That would have been medically concerning.But close enough.My phone wouldn't stop vibrating.My tablet wouldn't stop vibrating.Even the television in the Bramhall sitting room seemed personally committed to ruining my breakfast.I stood in front of the enormous screen with a mug of coffee in my hand, watching a news segment about Ethan's charity appearance from the previous night.There we were.Me.Ethan.His hand around my waist.His mouth on mine.The photograph had been captured at exactly the wrong angle... which meant it was, naturally, the perfect angle for the internet.The headline underneath it read:BRAMHALL'S SURPRISE KISS: BUSINESS STRATEGY OR REAL ROMANCE?I nearly choked on my coffee."Business strategy?"Laura sat on the sofa behind me, calmly scrolling through her tablet."That appears to be the current consensus."I turned around."Consensus?""Among the media.""What happened to journali

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  • Champagne And Chaos   Chapter 14: CHARITY GALA

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  • Champagne And Chaos   Chapter 13: PUBLICITY

    The first thing I learned that morning was that going viral did not make anyone respect your privacy.It made them feel entitled to more of it.By the time I finished breakfast, my sarcastic little Instagram post had been shared so many times that my phone had given up trying to count. Every few seconds, another notification appeared. Someone had already made a compilation of my best facial expressions from the dinner. Someone else had turned my champagne comment into a T-shirt slogan.There was even a fan account.I had been Mrs. Bramhall for less than a week.Apparently, that was enough time to acquire a fandom.I was staring at a post titled THE RISE OF GRACE BRAMHALL when Ethan walked into the room.He stopped behind my chair."You're still reading those?"I looked up."Apparently, I have a personality now.""You always had one.""That sounded dangerously close to a compliment.""It wasn't."I narrowed my eyes."Then why did you say it?"He ignored me and placed a folder on the ta

  • Champagne And Chaos   Chapter 12: THE BILLIONAIRE'S WIFE

    By nine the next morning, I had officially become Manhattan's newest public entertainment.I discovered this while sitting cross-legged on Ethan Bramhall's ridiculously expensive sofa, wearing one of his oversized shirts because apparently my own clothes had offended the mansion's climate control system, and eating cereal directly from the box.My phone wouldn't stop vibrating.At first, I ignored it.Then it vibrated again.And again.And again.By the seventh consecutive notification, I threw my spoon into the bowl and stared at the screen like it had personally betrayed me.There were hundreds of notifications.Instagram.TikTok.Messages.Tags.Mentions.News alerts.People I had never met were apparently having passionate discussions about my personality, my marriage, my clothes, my face, my career, my bank account, and whether I had deliberately insulted a billionaire heiress at dinner the previous night.I opened Instagram.The first photograph showed me sitting beside Ethan at

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