He Lost Me to His Best Friend novel Chapter 662

Every single video featured Sylvia getting mercilessly screwed over.

She was either screaming, throwing a hysterical tantrum, or having a complete public meltdown. In clip after clip, she shrieked like a startled chicken.

As Talia watched the endless parade of misery, the last traces of her trauma and rage vanished.

Seeing Sylvia rolling around in the dirt, completely losing her mind, made Talia laugh so hard she could barely breathe.

"Oh my god, Scarlett, this is hilarious! This is way better than sending her to jail!"

"These clips are gold. You know what we should do? We need to edit these into a compilation and post it online."

"Sylvia loves being the center of attention, right? Let's do her a favor and make her go viral. That would be the ultimate payback. What do you think?"

Scarlett raised an eyebrow.

"I love it. If it makes you happy, let's do it."

Thrilled, Talia immediately downloaded some video editing software. As a chronically online social media addict, editing was second nature to her.

She expertly spliced together the most humiliating moments, slapped on some obnoxiously catchy background music, and rendered the final, laugh-out-loud masterpiece.

Scarlett immediately forwarded the file to her brother, asking him to have it uploaded to the internet using a foreign IP address so it couldn't be traced back to them.

By the time everything was finished, it was nearly 3:00 AM.

It was true what they said: all human anger stemmed from a feeling of powerlessness.

The moment you gained the power to strike back, that anger evaporated.

Getting sweet, poetic justice felt absolutely incredible.

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