Booktok Slander Novels & Stories

Phebian asked and Mrs King let out a breath loudly. "Phebian and the rest of the masses watching, let me let you know how this Lydia Miller is. All she wants to do is tarnish my image and wants to see me alone and on my deathbed and I won't allow that. In response to your question, the contents of the book were highly exaggerated and I could sue for defamation but there are no ways to prove that except words of mouth. So there is truly no essence in saying if the contents are true or false, because there will be no backing since we were the only ones present." I scrunched up my face at her words, hopping off the treadMill and gulping down a bottle of water.

She looked absolutely pitiful as she blubbered, "I know that you've always hated me for stealing your boyfriends, Cindy, but you can't slander me like this. You've already ruined the most important day of my life. Are you going to ruin my marriage, too?" Gabriel's heart ached terribly upon seeing Celine's tears. He pointed an accusing finger at me and hissed, "Do you have any proof to back up your accusations, Cindy? You're committing slander if you don't. I'll be hiring the best lawyer in the city to file a lawsuit against you if that's the case." "Proof?" I asked, smiling. "Of course I have proof."

She yelled at the top of her voice and I just exhaled slowly. “You do know that I can sue you for slander, right? Because your words are baseless accusations. I can sue you and you know that." “I'm not slandering you, Zariel. I'm only stating a fact, a reality and you know that.” She said through gritted teeth. She's still the same annoying bitch! Why does she keep suspecting me? Because I see no reason why I would set that million-dollar company on fire. The one thing I'd have done was to seize it and get it for myself. Not setting it on fire. That's a stupid thing to do.

Bella immediately slammed the two documents on the table, leaving the woman speechless with a pale expression on her face. "So once again I'm telling you, being a secretary to a very big boss is not a game, let alone just relying on your body, but it requires intelligence and it's not something you can just choose arbitrarily. So I hope you stop making baseless slander because after all today is very disgusting and I will never accept anything you have said to me. This doesn't only apply to the two of you but to all the female employees here whose job is just gossiping and making fun of me because no matter what, your slander is something terrible. And I will not feel like reporting you to t

“You’re seriously asking me to defend myself against baseless opinions formed by tabloid speculation? This is my life we’re talking about, not some popularity contest!” My chest heaved as I struggled to reign in my temper. The constant barrage of accusations felt like a thousand needles piercing through my carefully constructed armor. “If anyone here thinks they can prove these claims, I welcome them to try,” I said, my tone icy. “But let me make one thing very clear: I will not tolerate slander against me or Sara and her family. Anyone who dares to spread these lies will face the full weight of the law. I’ll sue every single one of you if I have to.”

Dana’s lips curled up in a mocking manner “You think you can walk away after insulting my girlfriend? I will sue you for slander” Roger threatened pointing his finger at her. “Do check your dictionary before embarrassing yourself” Dana scorned “As far as I am aware, right to speech when speaking the truth is the fundamental right of an individual. Slander is only applicable if what I said is untrue and the two of you should know better.”

Regarding which sides they were, the meaning of my words that the majority of the girls here were prettier than Michelle made them chortle. Denise, Kate, and Alexa gave me thumbs up while laughing hard. Michelle turned red from all the snickering around her. "You....! This is not a claim! This is slander! Everything you said is not considered proof. You are saying things to make me embarrassed!" "Oh? So you also know what it means to be slandered. You have done it so much that I thought you already know the feeling." "Hahaha!" The people laughed. Michelle glared at them which made those near her shut up.

"You …" Her eyes flashed, not giving her the chance to speak: "Elise Clark , I know you're jealous of me and don't look down on me, but, you have to have a bottom line as a person. What right do you have to say that it was I who wrecked you when it was you who robbed my boyfriend and also damaged my life? You've targeted me so many times that I can let it go, but this time you're not only implicated in the crime of slander and spreading rumors, you even intentionally leaked the privacy of others. This time, I am not going to let this thing go. I will thoroughly explore your responsibilities."

] Under the caption were screenshots of the posts of those who deliberately slandered her as an escort, a lady trained by ‘special’ institutes, and so on made by the marketing accounts. As soon as she made the post, a wave of netizens poured into the comment section. [Are you going to ask your boyfriend to deal with them?] [Haha! Everyone, run away!] [Isabel, you said that you were slandered, but do you have proof?] [I liked you for so many years, but I didn’t expect you to just be a hooker!] [You slept with the uncle and then the nephew. Don’t you feel disgusted?] [...] Isabel closed her eyes and forced herself not to look at those comments. Then, she made another post. [Decker Rockwell, yo