Chapter 151

‘I’ve had them take the video down,’ Ashton said, his voice calm but tense. ‘But there are still a lot of reposts out there, and it might be trickier to clean up. What exactly happened? Did Harper Foster come to the studio?’ ‘Yeah,’ I said. ‘She wanted a custom piece. I told her to leave. Next thing I know, she’s all over the news.’ ‘She did that on purpose.’ ‘No kidding. She’s probably getting back at me for yesterday.’ ‘I told Cassian not to let her anywhere near you. And now she’s pulling this behind his back.’ ‘She said Cassian sent her to me,’ I bit out. ‘So, who knows.’ Ashton’s tone grew even deeper. ‘I’ll go talk to Cassian.’ He hung up. I refreshed my feed, but the video was gone, nothing left but a few scattered reposts, quietly disappearing one by one. ‘The media’s got some sense,’ Daniel remarked, scrolling through his phone. ‘They know it’s a load of crap, so they’re cleaning it up.’ Priya nodded. ‘Yeah, lucky it didn’t blow up more. The power of the “report” button, eh?’