Novel & Cerita Tj Klune Controversy

Damn. I rubbed a hand over my face briefly. “That doesn’t answer the question.” She pointed out. I glanced at her properly this time. She didn’t look angry, she looked suspicious than anything else, and weirdly curious. “There was this account Kyle found,” I explained carefully. “Some anonymous person that wore masks in all their videos.” Chloe blinked once. “That’s what you people were arguing about?” “We weren’t arguing.” “I don’t think so.” I rubbed the back of my neck with my uninjured hand. “Kyle likes exaggerating things.”

’ My right brain rages. “Yeah, let's just put all the blame on Vongov, just like with Kingston. What's next? Formulating another suicide plan?” Left brain mocks. That's true, how is Kingston? I pull up his I*******m page and notice ever since the bullying accusations against Claire, he’s slowly becoming a social recluse. The couple goals selfies have become few and far between. I double tap on a less than recent post of him and Claire Kissing— more like mouth fucking on the back of his truck. He'd captioned it ‘Sunset with Her.'

Cliff breathed deeply before he blurted out everything, “People are talking about you chasing a woman into the toilet in Lush Heaven and that you even stopped her in front of one of the stalls.” Odell’s expression turned grim. He continued in his calm voice, “Make sure it’s gone.” Cliff noticed his boss did not sound overly bothered, so he sighed a breath of relief and said, “We’re working on it, but a lot of people are sharing and retweeting, so it might take some time.” Odell put his phone away and returned to his room. There was a table on the balcony, and there was an uncorked wine on top of it.

They all wore the same expression: disappointment laced with calculation. “Sebastian,” Chairman Hargrove began, not bothering with pleasantries. “The video from last night is everywhere. TMZ. Page Six. Even Bloomberg picked up a snippet. That isn’t the image we want associated with Kane Tech.” I remained standing. “It was a private matter.” “Private matters become public when they’re filmed on a civilian’s phone and go viral,” Margaret Kline cut in. “Especially when the woman in question was recently linked to the company.”

The most hateful thing was TikTok! It seemed as though this online video platform really had beef with him! Last time, the standup comedy between Cain and Marcus had spread like wildfire because of this platform! Even when he tried to use public relations to deal with that matter, it was of no use at all as the Wade family in Eastcliff had directly bought over the online video platform. Besides that, the process of his d*mn brother-in-law, Nelson, and his entire Beggar Clan getting wiped out was also made known to the public because this platform was promoting the video!

His eyes were like twin pits of ink. "I will never lie to you, Alpha," I promised. "I don't want there to be any scent of deception between us." Connor looked stunned for a heartbeat, then his grip softened. "If I were in your position, I would have gone for the throat. Take things even further." Meanwhile, Blake was drowning in a blood-red rage. Julius Taylor had just sent a messenger—Bel AME was suing Turner Studios for a breach of the sacred showcase contract. The digital pack-feeds were exploding with the scandal.

The one that says, ‘You better not cry over trash. A few minutes later, Maya, Clara, and Jordan were in my room like they had radar for this kind of thing. “She really wore his hoodie?” Maya said, clenching her jaw as they approached me. “On TikTok? In public?” “She tagged him, too,” Clara added, already scrolling like a hacker. “It’s getting likes. But I reported it. Jordan’s on the Spill post already.” Jordan nodded from my desk. “I can get it taken down by morning. We’re not letting them control the narrative.”

"We gave him a strong one but the effect is not to this extent. He might under—" "Confess!!!" Tiana interrupted as she stepped forward. "I don't give shit what might happen to him." "What are you saying? This is just a prank," I reasoned against her illogical judgment. I gripped her arms, glared at her although she couldn't see me under the mask and whispered, "We're not here to murder him." One of Khloe's squad, Maggie, chuckled at us. "You're taking this seriously, dolls." "This is not a joke!!" Tiana was fuming, pointing her finger to Timothy. "Was he joking when she hurt my girl?!!"

"I should have agreed with you when you said we should take the private jet, Crimson is really strong to have dealt with this scandal by herself, now it's my turn to taste what it's like." Lunette lamented while Steven laughed as he stretched his hands towards hers and squeezed her palms in his. "You got me babe. Don't worry it will be okay." Steven tried to sooth her and it worked, she was already smiling like an idiot the next moment. Chill guys, you may be wondering what happened? Why did Steven suddenly forgot about his promise to deal severely with T.J Wang? Well technically he didn't. Just a week ago a photo of T.J Wang and an unknown lady kissing surfaced on the internet.

… Meanwhile, across town in the Montclair groups, the atmosphere was less forgiving. Dante sat in the executive boardroom, his expression hard as glass. His PR head, Amelia Vaughn, stood at the far end of the table, tablet in hand. “There’s been some online chatter,” she began carefully, “regarding Ms. Kingsley.” Dante’s jaw tightened. “Be specific.” Amelia exhaled. “Photos surfaced earlier today. They were taken down within minutes, but not before they circulated. The post hinted at a previous relationship with a man named Jude Alcott, a doctor at a private hospital.”