Dozens of slaps landed in rapid succession. Her face swelled until it was unrecognizable.
She didn't dare fight back. Just sat there, forcing that grotesque smile to remain in place.
...
I watched scenes like this play out several times.
None of it surprised me.
In my previous life, during my time in prison, I learned exactly what kind of monster Carter Walker was. He wasn't someone to be trifled with.
His appetites were depraved; he treated young, beautiful girls like disposable toys. The worst incident involved a junior from university whom he abused into a vegetative state. He had to pay out five million dollars just to bury the scandal.
But on the surface? The cheerful, handsome heir. A master of disguise.
I heard that later, another internet celebrity tried to follow in Natalie's footsteps. Thought she could handle Carter. She was beautiful—though not quite on Natalie's level—and she managed to become his official girlfriend.
The year I was released, that influencer married into a wealthy family. Became a respectable socialite.