But that very sweetness made Alannah’s heart skip. A cold feeling crept up her spine—something bad was about to happen...
The large screen began to play clips of various celebrities offering birthday wishes. But just seconds later, the video cut off abruptly.
Then, without warning, the screen flashed to a new scene—scandalous photos and videos of Alannah, dressed provocatively and wrapped in another man’s arms.
Her face instantly drained of color. One glance was enough to tell—the pictures and videos had been maliciously edited!
“Turn it off!” Alannah urged the staff.
Pearl covered her mouth, feigning shock. “Oh my gosh, Miss Alannah, I never imagined you could be so… wild!”
“Pearl!” Alannah’s voice trembled with fury. “You did this, didn’t you?”
Pearl widened her eyes, pretending to be frightened, her tone wounded. “Miss Alannah, you can’t accuse people without proof. You should know what you’ve done yourself.”
“Don’t you dare throw your filth on me!” Alannah snatched up the remote, frantically pressing the buttons. But the screen refused to turn off.
Quincy’s gaze was cold as frost. “If you didn’t do it,” he said flatly, “then why panic?”