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    “Cares about me? Then why won’t he get those posts taken down?” Katie snapped. Her brother insisted he couldn’t remove the news, but she wasn’t buying it—she was convinced he just didn’t want to spend the money.


    “Actually…” Ynda’s voice dropped to a whisper, hesitant. “I heard even the Reeds themselves couldn’t get those stories erased. Maybe your brother really can’t do anything—it’s not that he’s refusing to help.”


    Katie’s eyes widened. “What? Even the Reed family can’t scrub the news? Then… what am I supposed to do? Am I doomed to be an online joke forever?”


    “Well…” Ynda bit her lip, struggling with whether or not to say more.


    Katie leaned in, her voice urgent. “What is it? You’ve got something to help me, don’t you, Ynda? You know a way out of this.”


    Ynda hesitated, words catching in her throat as if she were genuinely torn. “I don’t know. It might be wrong.”


    “Ynda!” Katie’s tone sharpened, frustration flickering in her eyes. “You’re about to be my sister-inw—if I can’t count on you, who else is there? If you’ve got an idea, spit it out already. I’m desperate.”


    With a heavy sigh, Ynda seemed to relent. “Well, I really didn’t want to suggest something so underhanded. But… how can I stay quiet when I see you like this? You’re like a sister to me. And if I don’t step in, who will?”


    “Exactly!” Katie eximed, clutching Ynda’s hand. “You’re the only one who can pull me out of this mess!”


    Ynda’s expression shifted, her voice now calm and calcted. “You know how it works in showbiz. When a scandal hits, the fastest way to bury it is to throw something even juicier out there. Give the public something bigger to chew on, and they’ll forget all about yours.”


    Katie’s eyes lit up with sudden rity. She pped her hands, beaming. “Oh my god, that’s brilliant! Why didn’t I think of that? Ynda, you absolute genius—”


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    But Katie’s triumphant grin faltered. Her brows furrowed in confusion. “Wait, where am I supposed to dig up a scandal worse than mine?”


    Ynda gave a delicate shrug, feigning innocence. “Beats me. It’s not like we’re sitting on a pile of celebrity secrets or anything.” Then, with a sly nce and the ghost of a smirk, she dangled the bait. “But, hypothetically, if an actress married into serious money and then cheated on her husband—got thrown out like yesterday’s trash—that kind of juicy drama would blow up fast. Netizens eat that stuff alive.”


    Ynda said it as if it were just idle talk, a random what-if about some nameless starlet. But the real target was crystal clear—Christina. The only question was whether Katie would pick up on it.


    For a heartbeat, silence hung between them, heavy with implication. Ynda was just about to give Katie a nudge—subtlety wasn’t working—when Katie suddenly gasped, her eyes widening.


    “I’ve got it!” Katie said, her mouth curling into a wicked smile. “I know exactly whose scandal I’m about to blow sky-high.”


    “Oh?” Ynda blinked, her words dripping with mock caution. “Katie, I hope you’re not nning to ruin someone innocent just to save yourself—”


    “Hah! Innocent? That witch Christina?” Katie spat the name like poison, her sneer venomous. “If she hadn’ttched onto my brother for those three miserable years, you two would have been married by now!”


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