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This was far worse… “They've been artificially generated,” Ashley said, placing her hand on my shoulder. “It's easy to prove.” I nodded and tried to smile at her, but judging by her grimace, I most likely failed. I knew they were fake. I knew they were simply created to resemble me, but others didn't know that, and fixing this belief would be much harder than crushing down false rumors. To the majority of people, photos like these were evidence—sick and disgusting proof of my alleged immorality.

He hoped and he prayed that Justin Santiago wasn’t a cheater. He wasn’t a cheater. Justin Santiago was a lot of things, but he wasn’t a cheater. He got a lot of advances right after his wedding to Gianna, from a lot of women in her class, some of her bridesmaids—heck even her cousin Clarice sent him a message wanting to talk once.

He teased me. Well… maybe a little… that's a lie, it's a whole lot, I'm jealous, a whole lot. I bowed my head and facepalmed, I hit his chest playfully. “It's true,” I stared up at him, “ ladies will be around you, you don't know what I went through seeing you with girls and all that.” Justin chuckled “Well, they thought I was still single and thanks to you a lot of people believe I am single all because my girlfriend here doesn't want our relationship public.”

Dante asked. The guests were already clearly visible. A few of them noticed us and turned to stare. As I turned to face him, I noticed more and more people turning to look. A phone's camera light flashed somewhere. “Yes, I have. Note that's it's contract wife though, not a real wife. Just to save your image,” I said. Dante studied me for a moment, as though wondering what could have made me change my mind so quickly. “Alright,” he finally said, and I could almost see the internal shrug. “I will ring my lawyer now.”

Jesse rolled his eyes, “Saw them, thought you were dead, took you to the hospital and since then, you started stalking me..." "Stalk you? Me? Aiden?" Aiden asked. "Yeah, you insisted I’m the one who has to stay by your side remember? ‘Grandma, he's my friend, Jesse...I want you to love him too.’" Jesse mimicked and Aiden laughed. "Don’t put it that way," Aiden muttered, pretending to frown. "You’re making it sound super weird. I’m straight, alright?” Jesse burst into laughter. "Even if you weren’t, I promise you’re totally not my type, not my taste, not even close to my style."

"We just told you, we’re both straight! I don't date guys. He doesn't date guys. How the hell are we supposed to sell a fake gay romance to the entire country?" "You're athletes. Act like it's a team play," Sterling said flatly, completely unmoved by the outburst. "The media already bought the narrative based on that video. If you deny it now, Jaxson, you sit out the entire season on a league suspension, your captaincy is revoked, and Liam walks out of here with nothing. Sign the papers, boys. The cameras are waiting downstairs."

Guests quieted, confused and intrigued. Liam looked up, brows furrowed. "Jasper?" But Jasper's gaze was cold, steely. Unfamiliar. "You know, people love to fabricate stories," Jasper said casually. "Like how some confused little boys think every kind gesture is a declaration of love." Liam flinched. "But let me clear something up," Jasper continued. "I am not gay. Never was. Never will be." Laughter. Muted gasps. A low murmur buzzed among the crowd.

“Find out who posted the fake news online. Preserve evidence for every single share. I want everyone who ran their mouths to face the consequences.” “Yes, Mrs. Windsor.” Justin had just stepped out of the shower when he saw my displeased expression. He immediately guessed what had happened. He took out his phone to browse, and his expression grew darker by the minute. “Spreading fake news about me? These people must have a death wish.” Justin had always been decisive and ruthless. He had countless ways of dealing with enemies in the business world. A mere piece of gossip was nothing in his eyes. He quickly contacted several departments. Soon, the news articles disappeared.

But right then, the screen cut to footage of him and Tristan in the car. Sweat dripped down his face. He didn't even bother with excuses and bolted straight for the back. The video ended on a freeze-frame of Julian's face in crystal-clear detail. The next moment, the screen went black with a snap. Chaos erupted. Guests buzzed and pointed fingers. "Oh my God, Julian's gay?" "He's been cheating this whole time. He lied his way into marriage!" Julian burst back into the hall. "Who did that? It's AI! Someone's trying to slander me!"

"What should we do now? Should we publicize your relationship with Mr. Maddox. You're Mr. Maddox's wife. It's impossible for you to cheat on him." Jessica shook her head, "It's illogic. Why Christian's wife won't cheat on him?" Gail was stuck for words. It seemed what Jessica had said made some sense... "Besides, if I publicize my relationship with Christian, these anti-fans, who said that I was incapable and only relied on the connections, will have more reasons to curse me...," Jessica added. Gail nodded nonstop. She didn't consider much before. "It doesn't matter." Jessica comforted Gail, "Hammer said that the photos were fake. Although we haven't dug the manipulator out, the rumors will