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Chapter 19: Feud
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2025-12-31 20:05:52Attorney Stevens had tracked the blogger. A suggestive name, BigByte that made the first post trailing thousand of viewers and comments about Zara was simply uncouth. The image of him when Nat saw him at the meeting room of the law office of Attorney Stevens, Attorneys-at-Law almost made him laugh. An overweight teen, probably 16, obsessed with video games, struggling to pay rent, feeding on nothing but burgers and chicken nuggets paired with fizzy drinks and zero chance at ever having a girlfriend.
“Good morning Gentlemen,” Stevens began.
Nat was still staring at him. His eyes were cold with hate. Bigbyte put his head down, burrowed into the rolls of fat on his neck.
“So! you know why I summoned you”, said Stevens.
“The post you made was offensive, damaging to my clients reputation”
“I want you to put it down”, Nat said vehemently, still staring at him, his eyes flashed with anger.
“Make a retraction and declare a public apology”
Big byte laughed, his stomach heaved up and down.
“Alright, my bad,” he said mid-laughter. “But that girl sumn else. Damn! these whores be having crazy ambitions” he laughed again. It looked like he was high on crack.
Nat stood up speedily to punch him hard on the face, if not for the timely interference of Attorney Stevens who pulled him back promptly.
“Alright! calm down. This doesn’t call for a fight. That’s not why we are here”
Attorney Stevens looked so relaxed, it was as if he had been used to this; brawls and brouhahas of clients in mediation over their issues.
Stevens looked at him now.
“You keep talking trash and I’d have you sued for defamation. Millions of dollars for compensation. You have no case, I suppose. No defence. You know that, yeah?”
“And your broke ass can’t even afford shit” Nat said
BigByte was still confident.
“So what’s the draw?” he asked
“Do as I say or see yourself in jail”, came Nat
“Okay, okay, fine”, he resigned. He was helpless. He knew.
“Good!”
Nat opened his briefcase and handed him a typed document.
“This is the new publication. Read it through. I want you to republish this on your blog and make an apology video too. Tell them that my girlfriend is a tall, sexy glass of honey. Strong-willed, passionate and a talented designer”
“Whatever” he gave up
“That’s not all, he said
He clapped his palms almost dramatically, a ponytailed man carrying a large video camera and his assistant, a girl in red flannels holding a light and screen.
“What’s the ambush?” Bigbyte piqued.
“You make the video right here, right now!”
“No! I can’t do that man”
“Seems like you have no choice”
Nat stood up.
“This or take the highway to the grave. 45 million bucks, nothing more”
His silence confirmed the finality of the situation.
Before they began shooting, a script was given to him to rehearse:
Dear Nat Wolfe, I’m BigByte. This is an apology for the derogatory and defamatory post I made earlier about your relationship with Zara Carter. She is not only a strong-willed, passionate and gorgeous woman but she is also a talented fashion designer. She deserves you as much as you do her. I sincerely apologize for any pain I caused you. And, by the way, I wasn't forced to do this. This was by my intentional will. I’d like everyone to completely disregard the previous post I made which sparked up controversies and rumors as a lie. Thank you.
“Good!” Attorney Stevens beamed. It looked like he was done here. Good money made.
“Nice doing business”. Nat shook hands with him. He bowed his head and looked humbled and defeated.
And so, it spread in days, several TV and radio stations echoed the trending story, everyone talked about the new post release with a peppered appetite for celebrity gossip. His mom phoned him.
She began the call with a laugh
“Nat! I see what you did there. I just spoke to Miss Sternberg, saw her at the boutique you needed to see how stupid she looked. I rubbed it on her face. Zara‘s such a talented designer I love her designs by the way”
“Thanks Mom”, he barely said before she hung up, still euphoric with a careless, prolonged laughter.
“Nat, come on!” It was Zara now on the phone
“How did you pull that?”
“I suppose I’m Billionaire Nat Wolfe. I smell a rat, I fumigate”. He mimicked Antonio.
“Spot on!” she said
“Let’s go have dinner”
“Dinner?” she exclaimed, with anticipated excitement. l like the sound of that. Where?” she said
Accomplishment lanced through his veins like an electric shock.
“I’d come pick you up”
“Fine. I’m home”.
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