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Chapter 8: The Morning-After Media Storm

Author: Lucy Ann Ols
last update publish date: 2026-08-30 12:18:04

The vibration of Tiffany’s phone against her nightstand didn’t just wake her; it practically threatened to rattle her modest bedside table to pieces.

She groaned, burying her face into her pillow as the screen lit up with a relentless barrage of notifications. She blinked against the harsh morning light, her hand fumbling for the device. Before she could swipe to unlock it, the screen transitioned to an incoming call.

Leo.

She pressed the phone to her ear. "Leo, if this isn't about a client off
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