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It was also found out that they always acted as fake fans for celebrities and went around spreading fake rumors about them. When Helios saw the news, his face sank. He sent Nina to the media outlets to find out who was the one that had exposed his photo. As expected, after Nina returned, she said, “Hels, the reporters told me that the photo was given to them by someone, but she isn’t a paparazzo. They also said that it was a woman who called them, and she told them that she has a lot of scandals about you on her hands.” “Woman?” Helios frowned. Nobody had been following him when he sent Barbara back that day, but someone had taken a photo of him when he came out.

I snatched the tablet from her hands, and there it was, glaring back at me was a bold headline, ‘International model, Ari, ‘strikes’ again.’ Below it was a thumbnail; I pressed play and dropped the tablet when I saw the content. It was Derek and me at the beach, naked, having sex. The clip was short, but it didn't need context; it was clear. My fake sex tape is on the internet! Good Gods! “This…..this isn't real.” I stuttered, looking at Stella. “I know,” She said quietly. “But the world doesn't."

Maria decided to publicly argue with Hailey online, accusing Hailey of considering Natalie as a thorn in her side and implying that she should do something about Natalie. Natalie, including her previous provocation towards Natalie, Hailey naturally protested. Both of them had their arguments, and internet users were engrossed in the gossip for several hours. However, it didn't take long for someone to anonymously expose Natalie's past as a G Entertainment artist. They claimed that G Entertainment had redirected resources meant for Natalie to Hailey, sacrificing Natalie to promote Hailey, and even listed various pieces of evidence to support their claims. Hailey initially thought that only Ma

*She grinds her ass back teasingly, hedonistic eyes commanding as she spreads thighs wider, pussy lips parting invitingly, ready for filling. *Eyes widen in shock as they take in the scandalous scene before them - their best friend's mother, Stefanie, sprawled naked on the bed, laptop open to an array of hardcore pornography, her own body glistening with arousal. The provocative invitation hangs heavy in the air, a challenge issued directly to Y/N.*

It'll be more exciting here. Mom and Dad staggered back in shock. Ethan stared at the screen, disbelief flooding his eyes. "It's fake! This is all fake!" Claire screamed, tears streaming down her face. "I don't even know them! I never sent those messages!" She grew more distressed as she spoke, tears streaming down her face. "Why are you lying about me? I don't know any of you." "Lying? We're not lying! The chat logs are right here!" The man shoved the chat logs in their faces again.

"You impostor! How dare you try to act like you're the real thing? Do you want me to kill you?" I was slapped so hard that I couldn't think straight. The bodyguard, Wayne Perry, was looking at me with such hatred and disgust that it was as if he believed I was the actual impostor. I opened my mouth with difficulty and said, "Didn't Fred tell you earlier? Candace is lying!" Wayne just chortled and replied, "Ms. Candace is the real heiress of the Ashford family. You're nothing but an impostor. But I see that you've already gotten too deep in your act!"

Even his gender was fake, and he was actually a woman. In short, everything about him was fake. After Hilda shot down the slanders, she shot down rumors about his involvement with male models and female celebrities, and pedophilia. After that, a wave of false rumors about his gender surged again. Everyone was talking about Nathan like they personally knew him! At this moment, Hilda was exhausted. She went from using her official account and speaking respectfully, to creating new accounts and talking vulgarly. In the end, she decided to quit when she got tired.

I'm fucking shocked right now. He grabs the folder angrily and opens it with a huff. When he sees what it is, his face falls and he quickly sets it down. It's true. This is fucking true. Everything that I saw was fucking true. All of those girls that had messaged him on that website were just trying to get paid. My fucking girlfriend is being paid to date me. This is fake. All of this is fucking fake.

Since then, the youngest heir to the Vuitton tech fortune released a follow-up video—in clothes this time—apologizing, no doubt attempting to mend ties with the Bass family, whom the Vuittons invest heavily into. Good luck with that. In the video, she—or should I say her lawyer—explains the dangerous prevalence of artificial intelligence and deepfakes, painting Priscella as an innocent victim of some extortionate hacker, who has yet to be unveiled. Let me be the first to say, no one's believing that, Miss Vuitton. Not me, not my readers and especially not tycoons on Silicon Avenue. All of us know the truth... Those pixels were realer than every one of your "orgasms."

Author’s POV: Soon Tina’s film began to sell well in Roseiland. Of course, some of the videos were leaked online. That caused an uproar among countless people. “Heaven’s why does this look like much like Tina Walter?” “It doesn’t just look like her. It does seem to be her!” “Oh my god, why would she do that kind of film?” “You have a point. No matter how depraved the water family is, there is no need for her to film such a movie.” “This is photoshopped, right? There is a feature to change the face? This should be fake.”