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Celestine only nodded in response. Damien then lead her to his warehouse. He then opened the door to cell. Celestine was shocked to see the scene. Julie was crying, her eyes were swollen and dark shade of red. She was tied to a metal chair. Her eyes were looking at a particular direction. Celestine followed her line of site and froze. Amanda was laying naked and lifeless on ground. Her body was bruised and blood was dripping from her private part. Her eyes were lifeless.

I waited for her to take the bait, and when she replied, I could see the smugness in her text. As she continued texting, I begged her to leave Jake alone, insisting he was mine. Her responses were bitchy, and to make matters worse, she shared an intimate photo of herself and Jake. Tears of pain welled up, but I wiped them away and focused on the first step of my plan. This message was meant to be private, but I knew it would be leaked to the media and social platforms. I planned to ask Janice to hire someone from our staff to feed this news to the press.

"Jasper, what are you saying?" "Janice, after all these years, aren't you tired of pretending?" Jasper sneered, tossing the video I recorded right in front of her. "You've truly opened my eyes." Janice looked down at the video. She appeared stunned at first, but she quickly composed herself again. Leaning closer to them, she continued pleading with a pitiful voice, "It's not what you think, Jasper. I was just joking around with Lisa. That video's only a part of it. You didn't see everything, really. Just ask her. Go ask her yourself."

Instead, she had simply sent him a screenshot of the bar's surveillance footage from five days ago. Janice dropped by the Anderson residence right after Luke got a good look at the screenshot. She gave him the same speech that she always did—her latest business endeavor had failed, and she needed more money for her next attempt. Luke finally saw Janice's true character behind her mask as he stared at the screenshot. His hands were shaking when he slapped her and yelled, "Janice, you beast! You chased away the person who loved me the most!" … Theresa's Point-of-View

She pecked Hannah and caressed her hands on her lap. Hannah smiled at her and returned the gesture. "You know I love you too, honey. Always and forever." Janice cleared her throat weakly and nodded. "Yeah... Always and forever..." Only that I might have kept some things from you. But she can't tell her about the incident that occurred in South Africa. That's far from it! Not the rape incident. Drake and I had vowed to keep this horrid incident from everyone. However... She ought to tell her about Casanova, her ex-boyfriend. at least she deserves to know that much.

Then, she practically held her breath with her finger sliding in and out of her slit while her father told Janice everything about what happened: the kissing and fondling in the car, making out and feeling each other up in the parking garage, and then how they made each other cum in the middle of the movie they went to. While he was talking, Janice gradually slid all the way down onto her husband's cock and started riding him, her full tits bobbing in front of his face. Brook could barely believe he'd admitted those things to her mother, but Janice was obviously turned on by it and grinding the man's pole like a porn star. As jealous as she couldn't help feeling, Brook was also proud of how

Other than that, Janice's incident at the camp was also going viral online. Just like what happened with Rose back then, it all started with someone leaking photos and videos in the school's forums. After that, it was picked up by the media and spread across various platforms. The headlines were shockingly similar. "The Love Story of an Heiress", "A Couple's Final Intimate Moment in the Wilds Caught by Classmates", and "Secret Romance Exposed! Many Pictures Inside!" Summer had moved a beanbag into Mason's room. When Mason was asleep, she would curl up on it and work on her own things.

Social sentiment was on fire, investors were swarming in, and streaming projections were higher than ever. But something still felt off. Julian entered the room, sharp in a black-on-black suit, his presence filling the space like thunder. “You’ve seen this?” he asked, throwing a manila folder on the table. Grace frowned and opened it. Her blood ran cold. Private photos of her, taken when she was seventeen. Kissing a boy at a party. Another, worse: a shot of her slapping Victor across the face at a charity gala, something never made public. “These were never released,” she whispered. “Who who would still have access to this?”

Sensing it, he squeezed my hand, and mouthed, "Let's talk about that later." As we walk nearer to the seats of the waiting area, Janice waves her hand with a bright smile. She looks sexy and hot in her red camisole and fitted jeans, paired with a brown wedge. When we reach her, she hugged Dion, and the latter squeezed her sexy butt. My eyes widen. In public! Seriously!