Marrying A Secret Zillionaire Happy Ever After (Linsey)

Chapter 153

Chapter 153 Just Tell Me

What You Want

A tense silence filled the line before the paparazzo finally spoke, his tone cautious. "Mrs. Wells, we're just gossip reporters -we don't have the power to erase posts. The most we can do is sway public opinion. But right now, the evidence in Linsey's favor is rock solid. Even if we flood the Internet with hit pieces, no one's going to buy it."

Marisol's jaw tightened. "You incompetent fools! I don't care how you do it-just make this problem disappear!" Her voice was sharp, laced with fury, daring him to argue.

But the paparazzo had lost all patience. His tone turned icy. "Mrs. Wells, this mess is yours to clean up. We're done here."

Without hesitation, he hung up.

"Greedy, spineless scum!" Marisol spat, fury boiling over.

She redialed immediately, but the call went straight to voicemail. Realization sank in-her number had been blocked.

Forcing herself to stay composed, she took a deep breath and opened her social media app.

The moment the page refreshed, a tidal wave of hate crashed over her. Her inbox overflowed with venomous messages. Notifications piled up-tag after tag, each post dragging her name through the mud.

Her chest tightened, breath hitching as she scrolled through the endless barrage of insults. The sheer volume of outrage made her pulse hammer against her ribs. The walls felt like they were closing in.

cruel comment hurled at Linsey, relishing the spectacle like a

now, with the Internet sinking its claws into her, the weight of

this was what it felt

fire of

rang before Linsey answered, her voice infuriatingly steady. "Marisol, what can I do

the phone tightened, knuckles white with frustration. "Linsey, if you know what's good for

this."

backing down, Linsey let out a soft, almost amused chuckle. "Oh? And

Her voice was smooth, unbothered-like she was humoring a tantrum– throwing

of Marisol's restraint. She shot to her feet, chair screeching against the floor. "I'll call the police! I'll hire the best lawyers and sue you into the ground! You

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chuckle, her tone light but laced with steel. "By all means, call the police. I'd actually love to see who they come

sigh, "The evidence I've posted is crystal clear. Are you struggling with basic comprehension, or are you really

first time, doubt flickered across Marisol's face. Her grip on the phone tightened as her

"Linsey, let's cut the nonsense. Just tell me what you want. Name your price, and we'll make a deal. But you will

limited yourselves to spreading lies, but Felix? He crossed the line into real crimes-physical harm,

your breath."