Marrying A Secret Zillionaire: Happy Ever After Novel

Chapter 175: Unable to contain her emotions any longer, she began to weep softly.

"What are we going to do, Marisol? Linsey has released all the evidence. How can we possibly recover from this?"

Marisol's face hardened as she snatched her phone and dialed a paparazzo she had hired. Her voice was sharp, laced with fury.

"I paid you a fortune! How could you allow Linsey to release all that damaging information? Fix this immediately! Remove everything Linsey posted!" A tense silence filled the line before the paparazzo finally spoke, his tone cautious. "Mrs. Wells, we're just gossip reporters-we don't have the power to erase posts. The most we can do is sway public opinion. But right now, the evidence in Linsey's favor is rock solid. Even if we flood the Internet with hit pieces, no one's going to buy it."

Marisol's jaw tightened. "You incompetent fools! I don't care how you do it-just make this problem disappear!" Her voice was sharp, laced with fury, daring him to argue.

But the paparazzo had lost all patience. His tone turned icy. "Mrs. Wells, this mess is yours to clean up. We're done here." Without hesitation, he hung up.

"Greedy, spineless scum!" Marisol spat, fury boiling over.

She redialed immediately, but the call went straight to voicemail. Realization sank in-her number had been blocked.

Forcing herself to stay composed, she took a deep breath and opened her social media app. The moment the page refreshed, a tidal wave of hate crashed over her. Her inbox overflowed with venomous messages. Notifications piled up-tag after tag, each post dragging her name through the mud.

Her chest tightened, breath hitching as she scrolled through the endless barrage of insults. The sheer volume of outrage made her pulse hammer against her ribs. The walls felt like they were closing in. Not long ago, Marisol had savored every cruel comment hurled at Linsey, relishing the spectacle like a queen watching a public execution. In her mind, Linsey had deserved every bit of it.

But now, with the Internet sinking its claws into her, the weight of their hatred pressed down like a boulder on her chest. So this was what it felt like…

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Her pulse pounded as she scrolled through the flood of insults. Each word slashed at her pride, fueling the fire of her rage. She couldn't take it anymore. Jaw clenched, she snatched up her phone and stabbed at Linsey's number.

The call barely rang before Linsey answered, her voice infuriatingly steady. "Marisol, what can I do for you?"

Linsey's steady tone only stoked Marisol's fury. Her grip on the phone tightened, knuckles white with frustration. "Linsey, if you know what's good for you, you'll take down those posts immediately," she hissed. "Otherwise, I swear-you'll regret this."

Instead of backing down, Linsey let out a soft, almost amused chuckle. "Oh? And how exactly do you plan to make me pay, Marisol?" Her voice was smooth, unbothered-like she was humoring a tantrum-throwing child.

That smug indifference shattered the last of Marisol's restraint. She shot to her feet, the chair screeching against the floor. "I'll call the police! I'll hire the best lawyers and sue you into the ground! You think you're untouchable? Think again! One way or another, you will pay for this!"

Linsey let out a quiet chuckle, her tone light but laced with steel. "By all means, call the police. I'd actually love to see who they come for first-you and Joanna, or me, the actual victim in all this."

She let the words settle before adding with a sigh, "The evidence I've posted is crystal clear. Are you struggling with basic comprehension, or are you really so desperate that you're still trying to twist the truth?"

For the first time, doubt flickered across Marisol's face. Her grip on the phone tightened as her bravado wavered. Her voice dropped, forced into a hushed urgency. "Linsey, let's cut the nonsense. Just tell me what you want. Name your price, and we'll make a deal. But you will have to get Felix out first."

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