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!

not trying to blackmail you-I'm here

Hattie was puzzled.

spoke clearly. "You've probably seen the latest trending topics on Facebook. I need a bigger scandal to overshadow mine." Hattie

"Yes, just like you taught

then, when Zelena was disqualified from a competition, it was Hattie who had taught her to use a bigger scandal to cover up her

have that advice thrown back

turn out like

cracking with anger as

exactly do you

"You figure it out.

you the control. You come up

If I were the one to leak something, wouldn't that seem a

must have plenty of juicy secrets,

the illegitimate daughter of the Ridges? Neither

be great for

the media, and you'd be

was calm, but her words were chilling. Hattie's shoulders trembled

"Alright, take your time and think about it.

Zelena left the lounge.

shattering on

paused and looked over toward the director's tent on the outskirts of the shoot. The director was talking to

a brown plaid shirt and worn-out jeans, had a slightly rebellious look. His longer hair nearly covered his eyes, and his profife

lingered on