Phoenix Rising: From Heartache to Heroism

Chapter 575 Ultimatums and Unraveling Fates

Zelena had considered playing this card before but had held back.

This time, she was ready to use it to save herself from the mess she was in.

When Hattie saw the photos on the table, her expression changed instantly. She strode forward and snatched them up to take a closer look. The more she looked, the paler her face became.

"Where did you get these photos!?"

Zelena replied leisurely, "I took them."

Hattie furiously flung the photos at Zelena's face. The pictures scattered through the air, and a few strands of hair fell across Zelena's forehead.

"You wretch, you were following me?"

Zelena closed her eyes briefly but kept her expression calm.

She reached out and picked up one of the photos that had landed on her lap, a slight smile playing on her lips.

She looked at Hattie, her voice cold. "I wasn't following you. I just happened to see Alaric picking you up in the parking garage after that brand event, so I snapped a few shots."

Hattie clenched her fists, her eyes widening as if she was ready to tear Zelena apart. She lowered her voice, but her anger was barely contained. "What are you trying to do? Alaric has already left the industry. Are you trying to blackmail me with these?" The scandal involving Alaric had blown over when he left the public eye.

Hattie had never imagined that Zelena had kept this in reserve!

got it wrong. I'm not trying to blackmail you-I'm

Hattie was puzzled.

trending topics on Facebook. I

you

Hattie who had taught her to use a bigger scandal to cover

was bitterly ironic to have that advice thrown back

known things would turn out like this, she would never have

cracking with

do you

"You figure it out.

come up

we've known each other for years. If I were the

must have plenty

illegitimate daughter of the Ridges? Neither

great

call to the media, and you'd

calm, but her words were

closer and patted Hattie's shoulder. "Alright, take your time and think about it. But not too much time-I can only

Zelena left the lounge.

a cup shattering on the floor, but

she passed through the set, Zelena paused and looked over toward the director's tent on the outskirts of

had a slightly rebellious look. His longer hair nearly covered his eyes,

lingered on