Chapter 529

[LOL, so that’s how it is… Green Williams had us fooled. The audacity of that man. A full-blown pathological liar—with fans! Unreal.] [Green Williams, show your face! Say something! ANYTHING!] [Someone, please tell me this is fake. I need a second to breathe…] The internet was ablaze. Chaos churned through every social platform like a wildfire no PR team could ever hope to contain. At that same moment—on a brightly lit film set miles away—Terry Abigail’s world began to shatter. She’d just seen the leaked video. Her phone nearly slipped from her trembling hand. Her fingers felt like ice. No. No, no, no. She rubbed her eyes, praying she was hallucinating. But the video was still there, crisp and damning, playing in looped silence on her screen. Her blood ran cold. How the hell did Susan get her hands on that footage? For the first time in years, a brutal realization struck her like a freight train: I’m screwed. She instinctively looked up. The set felt colder now—eyes were on her. Not ju