Chapter 141 Public Execution

Victoria still looked unbothered, convinced that nothing in the world could touch her anymore.

But the moment her assistant showed the surveillance footage to Lucy, her manager’s face turned stormy. “Victoria, what the hell is this?” Lucy snapped..

Victoria frowned, clearly annoyed.

“What, are you done pretending you’re in charge? I treated you with respect, and now you think you’re the bow? Please. You haven’t even made it big yet, and you’re already throwing diva tantrums? If that’s how you’re gonna act, then I’m done. I’m not managing a liability like you.”

It wasn’t until then that Victoria realized something was off. She snatched the phone out of her assistant’s hand—and froze.

There it was, crystal–clear footage of her conversation with Tessa in the restaurant.

Every vile word she’d said played back in perfect clarity.

“Oh my god, a goddess? She’s just a manipulative snake.”

“And I wasted all that time defending a low–grade wolf clan on the internet.”

“Beauty Luxe really hit rock bottom, huh? What did they ever do to deserve this lunatic?”

“I never dared to say this before, but honestly, Beauty Luxe makeup is amazing. It’s practically the pride of the country!”

“Yeah! I’ve tried all kinds of international brands lately, and none of them compare to Beauty Luxe’s foundation. It doesn’t even cake!”

“Victoria’s just a two–faced fake!”

The comment sections were flooded–pages and pages of people dragging Victoria.

of nowhere, someone commented. “I still don’t have

was it. The

wolf clan netizens who had once

up for their new launch the second

“Count me in

body was shaking. Just minutes ago, she’d thought she was a step away from success. Now, it was like

do? Please…. you’re the only one who can help

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room. Their pheromones were overwhelming–so intense

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investigation for five charges, including extention and

tried to run, but she couldn’t even

but by the time reporters arrived, all they managed to capture was the

posts–including those stationed at

detail

the other side of town, Isabella had everything ready. The Dream

nowhere, the

voice

barked again, “Did everyone lose their voice? If there’s no press here, who the hell am

“Isabella… look.”

of her underlings handed

the video, Isabella’s face drained of color. No

so much stock lined up. If this launch tanks, we’re

fully dolled

nose.

Where is everyone? I spent three hours on this look No one’s

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