#Chapter 52 Backlash

“Shit! Not again,” I moaned, tossing my phone on the ground. Fortunately, it didn’t break. “What?” Lily asked. I motioned towards my phone. “Fucking paparazzi are trying to ruin my life again.” Lily picked up my phone. Her eyes widened when she saw the headline and picture. “Well, it isn’t that bad, really. You can’t identify the man, and all you’re doing is getting into the limo,” she said. “Yeah, getting into a limo with a mysterious rich man. That doesn’t seem like something people would mistake for something slutty at all,” I said with an eyeroll. “Oh, give me a break. You were at a party with a bunch of rich people. You could’ve been getting into the limo with him for a million reasons, almost none of them slutty.” We laughed. “Besides,” she continued, “Rick and I are helping you get in the limo in this photo, so it’s not like you’re alone with him.” I nodded. “You’re right. How could anyone possibly misco