Devil's Prisoner of Love by Prefer

The hospital.

The group had already received medical treatment, their hearts pounding with anxiety. Initially, they thought applying the ointment would only cause a few blisters on their faces-a small price to pay. They assumed it was a simple matter: stay indoors for a few days, and they'd walk away with a generous reward. Naturally, they were thrilled at the prospect.

Some of them even entertained the idea of using this incident to blackmail Aurora, thinking they could squeeze further compensation from her. A group driven by greed, willing to sacrifice dignity for profit. However, their joy was short-lived. Despite the ointment, the doctor had warned that the damage could leave scars.

When they left the treatment room, dejected and downcast, they were met with an even greater challenge. Aurora, accompanied by her team of lawyers, was already waiting for them.

"Ladies, shall we discuss this somewhere more private?" Aurora greeted them with her usual polite smile. Her calm demeanor was unnerving. Having witnessed her methods before, none of them dared to underestimate her.

Subdued and stripped of their earlier arrogance, the group, along with their family members, followed Aurora to a private room in a quiet café.

Aurora wasted no time. "There are four of you here today. I've already understood the situation. Your malicious slander has caused significant financial loss and irreparable damage to my company's reputation.

"As of now, the canceled orders alone have reached six figures. The broader negative impact is immeasurable and will require my legal team to assess. Ladies, I suggest you prepare yourselves-we'll be meeting in court."

Aurora blew gently on her coffee, her tone calm yet cutting. Life was good-why did these people insist on sabotaging theirs?

At the mention of six figures, their faces turned pale. They were ordinary people; there was no way they could afford such an astronomical amount.

Montgomery, you don't have any concrete evidence,

"Are you joking? The doctor has already confirmed that the allergens on your faces have nothing to do with our perfume. Yet you've been spreading lies

actions constitute slander, which is a criminal offense and can result in imprisonment. Surely, as frequent users of social media, you're aware of this? Beyond the criminal charges,

tone was soft, but every word pierced like a needle.

them finally broke down. "We shouldn't have let greed drive us to do something so despicable. Please

icy. "Do you have any

and pretend to have an allergic reaction. They said we could make some easy

laugh. "Easy money? Aside from slander, it seems you're also guilty of extortion. Ladies, for a bit of petty profit, you've thrown away your dignity and your

gone into this perfume? How many nights I stayed

for free. The next chapter is eagerly waiting for you! "And what did you do in return? You've destroyed the image we worked so hard to build. In just one day, our phones have been ringing non-stop,

families. Your actions didn't just

is mutual. If you don't respect us, why should I respect you? Why should I let you off

development, enduring the same hardships as her employees. The fallout from this scandal could mean layoffs, unsold products, and

butterfly effect," she thought bitterly-a single incident rippling outward to disrupt everything. She wasn't just fighting for herself but

didn't think it through. We

Aurora interrupted sharply. "Now tell me-who put

their excuses. These people were nothing more than pawns. The true mastermind was still out there, and Aurora wouldn't

don't know what you're talking about." At the mention of a larger scheme, their faces changed, fear flashing in their eyes. None of them dared

public statements. My investigation has revealed everything. All of you met with the

them on the table. Though blurry, the surveillance footage clearly showed the same woman