Zuko was bewildered. The indecent conversation and crude language stung his eyes.
Zuko scoffed. "What's this!?"
Jacob told him truthfully, "This is chat records between Violet and a male escort."
Zuko was taken aback, his expression changing. "A male escort?"
"Yes." Jacob chuckled. "The kind of men in nightclubs who are handsome and have hot bodies specifically to entertain wealthy women."
Zuko felt a wave of nausea. "Violet has such a fetish?"
"I didn't believe it at first either." Jacob shrugged, his expression complicated. "She doesn't have a good reputation in the circle, but I couldn't believe she'd stoop so low as to hire male escorts. Then I..."
"You tried it out yourself?" Zuko's sharp eyes immediately saw through it.
Jacob froze, his expression complex as he nodded. Then he explained the whole process to Zuko, "I heard that she likes to hire male escorts, so I registered an account and pretended to be one to chat with her. Unexpectedly, she took the bait! She's been trying to meet up with me these past few days!"
Zuko was dumbfounded, unable to hide the twitching of his lips.
"And using that account, I also approached several real male escorts." Jacob continued. "Those guys have served Ms. Grist before. People like them always keep something up their sleeves, so they have a lot of dirt on Violet. This chat record screenshot is just the tip of the iceberg!"
Zuko glanced at him. "So, Violet isn't the wealthy goody-two-shoes like how she portrays herself to be online. She's deceived her fans!"
Jacob nodded. "That's right."
Zuko snorted coldly.
Violet Grist was not only arrogant and conceited but also foolish. Dealing with someone like her would not be difficult at all.
Zuko would first ruin her public image to get even on Lina's behalf.
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