When Love Breaks Novel Josephine And Zayne

Chapter 124

Josephine took a bite of her pancake while quickly typing a reply. "Send me the caption."

Yvan's response came almost instantly. "You're promoting my album, and you still need me to write the caption? Why don't you just hand over your account password? I'll post it myself!" He even added a smug meme to top it off.

Josephine was too embarrassed to admit she didn't even know what his new album was about, so she took a screenshot of their conversation and sent it to Mason. "Find out what his new album is about and help me come up with a caption. I'll just copy and paste it."

The moment she hit send, she froze. Because instead of sending it to Mason, she had sent it to Yvan.

Panic shot through her as she quickly hit the recall button. But it was too late.

Yvan: "Too late, sweetheart. I already saw it!"

Her cheeks flushed, and she tried to stay calm. "My bad, I sent it to the wrong person." Josephine then hurriedly sent the message to Mason.

Yvan: "Wow, you care about me so much that you don't even know my album's name? There's no need to trouble your assistant; just copy this: 'Yvan's debut album, "Butterfly," will be released at 8:00 pm on the 8th. Don't miss it!"" Then, he sent a promotional image of his album.

Her eyes widened when she saw the image. The butterfly on the album cover looked eerily familiar. Josephine bit down on her cutlery and asked hesitantly. "Wait... Is this the butterfly I drew for you?"

"And what if it is? You gave it to me, so it's mine now. I own the

kept the drawing she gave him years ago and even used it for his new album cover. But his words

I don't need your

she sent the message, she received a

you slandering me

rolled her

accepting the

copied the caption he had sent, attached the promo image,

the backlash

doesn't need you

"Clout-chaser, as always."

She just won't go away! Can she stop leeching off

sighed, closed the

phone

andld his fans understand

he had long stopped

about their precious Yvan?

of eating. No wonder