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    Karrie jotted down Skr’s schedule and double–checked it with her.

    b50/b%

    Skr said, “By the way, tell the PR team to stay alert. The moment the official ount posts on X, I need you to release

    the termination statement and issue a rification.”

    Karrie nodded. “On it, Ms. Lambert.” With that, Karrie left the office and returned to her workstation to resume her tasks.

    The police released the results of their investigation on their official ount. Immediately after, thepany’s PR issuedi. /ia statement, dering Jamar’s contract termination. Netizens were abuzz about this news.

    [See? I told you guys to wait before voicing your opinion. There was bound to be a twist!]

    [I knew a beauty like Skr wouldn’t have such bad taste. Sure, Jamar looks alright, but good looks are a dime a dozen in showbiz. Skr is rich and gorgeous. She even bagged Mr. Yates! Why would she bother leaving him?]

    [Sorry for being so hasty earlier.]

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    [Why won’t Jamare forward to exin himself?]

    [Maybe I’m just being paranoid, but doesn’t this whole thing feel like that guy–Jamar–staged it himself? He’s not saying at word and just letting things blow up. Isn’t he just trying to milk the attention?]

    Thetterment resonated with many people, and Jamar’s social media ount was shortly flooded with hate

    [Jamar, if you had the guts to do it, why don’t you have the balls to admit it? Coward!]

    [Seriously, even now he’s ying the victim card? I’ve never seen anyone this shameless in my life!]

    [Jamar, apologize now!]

    No matter how much the haters and others criticized, Jamar remained silent and refused to respond. The cold glow from the phone screen cast harsh shadows across Jamar’s face, making his expression menacing.

    “Looks like our n backfired spectacrly. You may need toy low and stay out of the public eye for now.”

    “Let’s y it cool and let this blow over. In a few days, when people have mostly forgotten, they’ll stop harping on it. Then we’lle out and make a public apology.”

    Jamar protested resentfully, “Isn’t there any other way? Must I apologize for this?”

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    His manager snapped, “If you don’t apologize, what else do you think you can do to fix your image?”

    Jamar bit his lower lip and remained silent.

    “Watch yourself these days. Don’t let the paparazzi catch you again. Otherwise, I won’t be able to protect you.” bWith /bbthat/b, his manager dismissed him.

    Jamar stormed out of the office, his suppressed anger finally erupting. Pulling out his phone, he bmuttered /bbthrough /bbgritted /b

    teeth, “What a useless manager. Worthless! I’m gonna call right now and get you reced!”

    He called his sugar mommy and pleaded, “Katie, my manager is useless. Can you please get me a new oneb?/b”

    “Okay. Thanks, Katie. You’re the best!” In a honeyed voice, Jamar said, “Katie, are you freeter? Let’s have dinner

    together.”

    “Alright, I’ll be waiting for you,” Jamar said sweetly. He put away his phone, humming a happy tune.

    Their dinner together soon led them to the bedroom. Katie lit a cigarette and itook /ia slow drag. With a teasing smile, she said, “Babe, I love well–defined muscles. You should hit the gym sometime.”

    “If that’s what you like, Wanwan, I’ll go work out,” Jamar said tenderly, taking her hand and pressing ba /bgentle kiss to bit/bb. /b

    “Wanwan, do you mind if I ask you for a favor?”

    Katie, thoroughly pleased by his attentions and in a good mood, let out a contented hum. “What is it, Babe?” she asked

    calmly.

    Jamar pleaded, “Wanwan, can you help me take down Skr? She’s so annoying and always has it out for me!”

    “Is that so? She’s just some nobody running a startup. Crushing her would be as easy as squashing an ant, wouldn’t bit/bb?/bb” /b

    Jamar chuckled, “I knew it. Nothing’s ever a problem for you, Wanwan!”

    Katie gave his cheek a light pat. “Just wait for my word.” She smiled.

    Katie had been looking for an opportunity to cause trouble at Skr’spany, but to her delight, she had the perfect opportunity.

    She wasn’t originally supposed to attend the business dinner. However, her father had more pressing matters, so he sent

    her.

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