"If it''s just money you''re after, I can give you a sum for old times'' sake. All I ask is that you stop ying with her feelings."


    "Ms. Cameron has been a wreck over this. It''s a loss for our entire league," one of the women added, her tone righteous and firm. The other two nodded in agreement, each as self-assured as thest.


    Ste looked at them, her voice calm but unyielding. "Since you all seem to know who I am, then you must also know about my recent falling out with Rachel. I''m sure the details haven''t escaped you."


    The three exchanged nces, nodding again, though it was clear they didn''t quite grasp her point.


    She continued, "You''ve all spoken with such certainty, even producing photos as proof. But photos can be faked. I''ve watched the videos you provided too—not a single clear shot of his face. Frankly, I have serious doubts about your story."


    She let her words settle, then said, "So, I''ve decided to take this matter public and ask for leads online. If you''re telling the truth-that you were really in a


    rtionship with him-surely someone among your friends would have met him at some point."


    "Even if you managed to hide your rtionships well, it''s hard to believe all three of you could keep them secret from everyone you know, isn''t it?"


    She turned her gaze to the heiress. "I remember your situation. Your fiancé cheated with your stepsister, and around that time you met Joshua. That little charade with Joshua turned out to be more than just an act, didn''t it?"


    "So, your stepsister and your ex-fiancé should definitely know about Joshua''s existence. You im you were with him, but Joshua says he doesn''t know you at all. If that''s the case, maybe it''s time to ask the people around you and see what the truth really is."


    The three women''s faces changed in unison.


    They could always warn their close friends or family and get them to lie on their behalf. But ordinary acquaintances? Not everyone would be willing to cover for them. In fact, there might be so-called "best friends" lurking in their circles who secretly resented them and would seize the chance to expose the truth.


    f


    Ste smiled at their shifting expressions. With the influence I have now, even someone as powerful as Mr. O''Brien couldn''t easily Silence me. If I share this online and ask for information, who knows what mighte to light?"


    "You''ve seen what happened to Rachel. None of youe from obscurity. If you get caught spreading tant lies, and everyone finds out..."


    Ste''s gaze swept over the businesswoman, the heiress, and the socialite. "Who would


    do


    business-or even be frie with


    someone who can''t tell the truth?"


    Panic flickered across all three faces. The socialite, clearly the most fragile, looked almost unhinged. The heiress nced nervously at Haynes.


    Haynes, noticing her look, snapped coldly, "Why do you keep staring at me?"


    Suddenly, the businesswoman spoke up. "Mr. O''Brien, don''t you have anything to say?"


    Haynes'' eyelid twitched. "What exactly do you want me to say?"


    The other two women turned to him as well. "Mr. O''Brien, are you just going to stand by and let us take the fall for everything?"


    “That''s ridiculous," Haynes said, his voice low and tense.


    The heiress, incensed by his attitude, fired back, “Mr. O''Brien, you''re the one who put us up to this to frame Mr. Joshua online. Now you''re going to deny it?"


    Haynes let out augh, half incredulous, half annoyed. "Why would I ever ask you to frame that man?"


    The socialite, now visibly upset, added, "Because you want to get back together with Ms. Cameron! But this Mr. Joshua-he''s good-looking, always by her side, and obviously, he''s a threat to you!"