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I slide my hand inside the bag where I took the laptop from, then I pull my hand out, which is now holding a portable USB. “This USB has the information of our pack’s members, who are eighteen years old and above. With this, I can forward the folder named ‘Copperhead’ to all of our members through their registered email addresses.” Exactly as I said I will do, I forward the folder ‘Copperhead’ to all the registered emails in the USB and change its subject to ‘The Crime Against Lycan Race by Alpha Primo Javier’. I also send the screenshot of the deposited $10,000,000 in father’s PayMe account where his actual name is registered.

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"Alright, I'll talk to my dad about it. But Mr. Lloyd—it's just a name. What's it got to do with girls anyway?" Andrew let out a long sigh. "Mohave, once you get to the city and start browsing the internet, you'll understand the damage that name can do. People are still trying to figure out how many girls were involved… and it's still an unsolved mystery." He did not outright tell Mohave that Lucas Mainse was a handsome celebrity who became embroiled in a notorious leaked nude photo scandal involving multiple celebrities. Nearby, the sound of Kevin and Buzz arguing could be heard. Finally, Buzz snorted coldly and left the valley completely with the Patoaja warriors.

The insults and attacks that Fiona and Lindsay endured now seemed to be coming back tenfold to their perpetrators. At Harper Entertainment's office, an assistant rushed in without knocking, which gave Oliver a bad feeling. Sure enough, the assistant blurted out, "Oliver, something's wrong. For some reason, the 'Leak King' account we manage just posted an apology to Fiona and shared a lot of evidence revealing the truth from a year ago." Oliver's expression changed instantly. "How is that possible?" The assistant was also shocked when he first saw it. How could their own account that they had created for leaks turn against them?