Wesley watched her retreating figure, his gaze lingering on her flawless silhouette. He tilted his head, licked his lips, and flashed a wicked, determined grin.
“No wonder Leo stuck with her for three years. She’s clearly exceptional,” he thought to himself.
Tara felt his stare like needles on her back. Sliding into the club’s car, she glanced out the window and saw Wesley still standing there, leering at her with an unsettling expression.
The memory of his phone conversation with Leo flashed through her mind, making her stomach churn with disgust.
She gave the driver her address and urged him, “Let’s go.”
Feeling bored during the ride, she glanced at her phone. The internet was buzzing, with four of the top trending topics centered around Leo, Nina, and herself:
“Leo spotted rushing Nina to the city hospital, visibly anxious—rumors swirl about severe injuries and possible disfigurement!”
“Leo hosts a birthday party for his new girlfriend. Ex-girlfriend Nina crashes with her blessings—followed by a secret garden rendezvous!”
“Leo’s new girlfriend looks strikingly similar to Nina—real-life drama unfolds!”
“Six years later, are Leo and Nina rekindling their romance, or did it never really end?”
Photos, videos, and so-called “evidence” accompanied each headline.
One photo, crystal clear and high-definition, showed Tara handing Nina a slice of cake. The two of them stood side by side, drawing endless comparisons.
Nina’s fans flooded the comments. Some sent their blessings, hoping the two “soulmates” would end up together. Others directed venom at Tara, urging her to back off and stop being the “third party.”
Many fans speculated that Nina’s injury was caused by Tara’s jealousy and revenge, leaving a barrage of hateful and vile comments under her name.
Only a handful of sympathetic voices stood up for Tara, but they were drowned out in the chaos.
Tara trembled with anger.
“Who gave anyone permission to post my photos?” she fumed.
The club was known for its discretion, and guest privacy was a top priority. Photos or videos couldn’t possibly have been released without prior approval.
That meant Leo, as the host, must have at least consented to it.
Fuming, Tara immediately sent legal notices to the websites for infringing on her image rights.
Within two minutes, the photos and videos involving her were taken down.
But it was too late. Thousands of people had already downloaded and shared the content, and it continued to spread in private accounts and comment threads.
By the time Tara returned to the villa, her anger had faded, leaving behind a cold calmness.
Walking into the living room, she saw the framed photos of her and Leo displayed everywhere. To her, they felt like a cruel joke.
