Chapter 8

Fists clenched tight, Tiffany called her manager, Veronica Ramos right away.

“Find out who sent me the anonymous email in the next five minutes. I want his information,” ordered

Tiffany.

Tiffany believed she could blackmail this person into conceding defeat once she obtained their

information. Nobody could ever walk over her.

Alas…

Five minutes later, Veronica called her again, but she came without good news.

“Tiffany, I’m sorry. I found the best hacker in town and used up all my connections and resources, but

we still couldn’t break in the sender’s IP address.”

“How is this possible? I thought we had the best team?!” Tiffany’s fear had gotten the best of her as

her voice raised a few octaves. “Now we can’t even break into an anonymous IP?!”

She was the most celebrated supermodel in the world, armed with the finest of resources and best

connections. There was no way such a thing could happen to her.

“The hacker has skills we can’t compete against. We don’t know their identity, and even the best

hacker in our team couldn’t break his IP. Tiffany, perhaps you could come up with other plans to keep

him silenced. If this goes public, your reputation will be completely ruined,” Veronica tried to reason

with her, and a sigh escaped her lips soon after.

Tiffany fell onto her bed in disbelief. Veronica was her manager and assistant. If she—a person who

could not help, anyone else would

press conference

public? Should she

just as ruined as the first

She received another email.

have three

the email, a screenshot of a typed-out post on Weibo was attached. The

Jordan paid for

turned pale as her hands quaked

make headlines around the world, and she would

prison!

this. Wait. I’ll send you nude right

choice but to run into her bathroom, she even picked

her eye mask.

much she did not want to do such

was most likely some crazy fanboy who wanted to entertain himself with

even if her nude got circulated, she could insist they were photoshopped by others and

even gain more male fans

was more bearable compared

her lips and took a nude

At Violet Villa…

her computer screen on the desk, Charmine muttered quietly

wine,

“Three, two, one.”

showed up in her inbox at that

it. Under the shower head

She looked into the camera holding a cucumber, imitating

fish took the

Tiffany for

wear suddenly entered

a deadpan look, the man stared at Charmine coldly and spoke, “Charmine,

don’t forget the real reason

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