Fated To Three, And I Broke Them All novel Chapter 207

Chapter 207: 207-Making Her Famous

Gigi:

"Do you want to see something?" I asked, watching her eyebrows knit together as she scooted closer.

"Look at this."

I held the screen out to her.

I watched her eyes widen when she saw Jenna with her legs spread wide.

"What the fuck?" she muttered.

"This is Jenna," I said.

She started going through the videos one by one.

"What the fuck? Ew. That is so disgusting. Wait—she’s living with the Alpha King family, and this is what she does in her free time?" Rochelle exclaimed as she started taking screenshots.

"What are you doing?" I asked with a laugh.

Some of the poses were so vulgar, with her breasts exposed and her legs spread wide.

"I’m just going to send these to myself. Don’t worry, they’re not going anywhere. Please, can I send them to myself?" she pleaded, pouting at me.

"No, not yet," I replied, snatching the phone out of her hand.

"So—she’s a whore?" she asked in confusion.

"Um—I don’t know what she is. All I know is that she goes out on rendezvous, sleeps with men at night for money, or– I don’t know. I don’t really pay attention to other people’s lives. You know me."

I sighed and looked at the screen again, laughing at the way she was sprawled out like a starfish.

"This looks disgusting. Do the Alpha Kings know about it?" Rochelle wondered, pointing at the screen.

"Not yet. And I’m not going to be the one to tell them. I don’t want to ruin someone’s reputation or image," I answered.

She pouted and slapped a hand against her forehead.

"Then where did you get the videos?" she pressed.

That question made me straighten up immediately.

"Well, they came from a guy she slept with. She had him record the videos, and then he sent them to me. I don’t know. Maybe she promised him another night, or maybe she took money from him. I have no idea. He was just complaining to me. I told him I wasn’t going to do anything, so they could resolve things their own way."

I came up with the lie on the spot, trying to divert her attention away from my brother.

There was no way I was going to tell her it had been my brother.

"Oh, wow. That woman is nasty. Definitely not Jaguar’s type."

Rochelle finally seemed satisfied.

She clapped her hands together, then closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

Little did she know, she wasn’t his type either.

"Anyway, I really need that video," she pleaded again, this time asking for the entire recording.

"Why? Why are you insisting so much?" I asked, watching her sigh.

It was as if there were a deeper reason behind her insistence.

"Come on. I’m your friend. You can tell me," I urged.

I mean, if there was something she was hiding and she told me about it, I could use it to silence her in the future.

I had always loved collecting people’s secrets. Somehow, people always trusted me with them.

"It’s just that—you know my ex," she muttered, grunting under her breath.

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