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

the best resources in town—said she could not help, anyone

could she do? Host a press conference and confess her wrongdoings?

from the screenshots going public? Should she send this

just as ruined

She received another email.

three

a typed-out post on Weibo was attached. The

Jordan paid for her sister’s

pale as her

revealed, it would make headlines around the world, and she

prison!

send this. Wait. I’ll send

but to run into her bathroom, she

her eye mask.

do such a shameless thing, she had

crazy fanboy who wanted to entertain himself with her nude

she could

even gain more

this choice was more bearable compared to the

thoughts, Tiffany bit her lips and took a

At Violet Villa…

computer screen on the desk, Charmine muttered quietly as she

wine,

“Three, two, one.”

showed up in her inbox at

email had Tiffany’s photo attached to it. Under the shower

holding a cucumber, imitating that of a seductive

The fish took

Tiffany for choosing this option, however ugly

wear

stared at Charmine coldly and spoke,

the

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