Blaring across the massive screen were explicit photos of Adrian and Layla in bed.
They were wildly graphic—unfiltered, raw, and detailed enough to make anyone flush with embarrassment.
Adrian's brain went entirely numb, filled with a sharp, deafening buzz.
He had paid those damn reporters a fortune to purge every single file.
How on earth were they up there?
'Those absolute bastards took my money and double-crossed me!'
Losing all semblance of control, Adrian screamed into the crowd, his voice cracking with panicked rage. "Who did this?! Turn it off! Turn it off right now! I swear, when I find out who's behind this, I'll ruin them!"
But the slideshow played on mercilessly. To make matters worse, a crystal-clear audio recording began to blast through the acoustics of the glamorous h
