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"What's going on, Nina, what is talking about?" I looked at Henry with tears as tears started dripping from my eyes. Olivia took a step forward, her voice filled with bitterness. "Your humble maid, Nins isn't who she says she is, she isn't the maid you think she is. She's been lying to you this whole time about her identity. Her real name is Nina Windsor. She's your wife, Henry." The room fell silent, with the weight of Olivia's words hanging in the air. Henry's face went pale, his eyes wide with shock and disbelief. "Is this true, Nina?"

the Hacker explained. Nova gritted his teeth with anger. "You are a hacker yourself. You morphed that video and attached Nina's head instead of that woman's face. So you should have already guessed that video might be morphed as well. Dead people will never come back no matter how rich and powerful they are. Not even Theodore Morrison could have escaped from that accident. So stop this nonsense and do what I asked you to do. Keep that topic trending. I want Nina to be defamed so badly, that she should come to me while crawling on her knees" Nova spoke up arrogantly.

another user pointed out. A fan account chimed in, "Sienna is a mother of two, a successful businesswoman. She's not a street fighter. This is obviously a smear campaign. #StandWithSienna." And finally, a tech-savvy user commented, "The angles and lighting in these videos look manipulated. DeepFakes are getting more advanced each day. Don't believe everything you see. #DeepFakeAlert." Despite the voices of dissent, the damage was done. The internet had latched onto the scandal, and Sienna's carefully crafted image was now tarnished in the eyes of many.

Because last night my best friend Sarah sent me the link, and I spent hours watching Professor Nadia Vale get absolutely destroyed on camera. My phone vibrates under the desk. Sarah again. Another message: “Watch this one. You’re gonna lose it.” I click the link discreetly, volume low, earbuds hidden. The OnlyFans page loads — “ProfessorNadiaSecret.” The newest video starts playing. There she is. Professor Nadia on her knees in what looks like a fancy hotel room, glasses fogged up, mascara already running as she chokes on a massive thick cock. Her huge tits are out, bouncing heavily as the guy fucks her throat raw. “That’s it, you strict little slut,” the guy groans on the video. “Take every

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urged Boy again. "With the help of AI, make my face change into Dika's face," he concluded. Boy immediately pushed Reihan to the floor. Eka closed her eyes tightly, while exhaling a long breath. Right now her chest was very tight. Her eardrums seemed to want to burst. Even with her head. She was very frustrated today. "You heard it yourself, didn't you! That video is a fake! Nadia conspired with Reihan to make that fabricated video!"

But seeing that no one was willing to entertain her any further, something that had been happening since she arrived that morning, Charlotte stomped her foot in frustration and stormed off to her room. --- In his room, Vincent plugged the flash drive into his computer. The footage from the restaurant began to play, showing everything. From when Elena and Sophia entered, to the moment Elena discreetly pulled out a substance without Sophia noticing. It also captured his fight with Jake. “That bastard. I’m going to expose you,” Vincent muttered through gritted teeth, his fingers flying across the keyboard. He started manipulating the footage, using deepfake technology to make it look like Jake

"I have some evidence, such as recorded conversations and also videos, that you are involved in various problems that I have been facing lately. Media social is the scariest things to spread the rumor. Fast anda furious." Nina tried to stay calm and covered her nervousness with a disdainful laugh that sounded unconvincing. "No way! You're just bluffing me, Ms. Lea." Lea laughed and sat up straight. "Are you sure I'm just bluffing? You think, how have I always escaped your trap all this time? It's because I have a lot of fans and out of all that, I have good relations with some hackers who are happy to help me. They don't asking for a fee, just a photo with my autograph is enough. How, do I n

“I was aware. And I trust my fiancé completely.” Nikolai’s jaw tightened almost imperceptibly. Good, she thought. Feel it. Sebastian nodded approvingly. Another voice cut through the room. “Miss Ashbourne, there are photos circulating online suggesting intimacy between you and Mr. Ravenhart prior to this announcement. Can you confirm their authenticity?” The room exploded into noise. Sebastian raised a hand, but Nikolai spoke first. “Those images are manipulated,” he said firmly. “AI-generated. We are pursuing legal action.”

Live. She was filming? The devious devil was filing me? “You’re filming?” I growled, anger curling through my veins. “Oh, don’t be shy now,” Nina cooed, stepping closer. “People deserve to know the truth about you.” I blinked, unsure what she meant. Then her voice shifted—pitched higher, sickeningly innocent. “Hey guys, it’s Nina. So... this is the girl I was telling you about. The one who emotionally abused her boyfriend until he couldn’t take it anymore.”