Chapter 111
And yet here she was- doing that with another man in front of the whole world. even livestreaming it for everyone to se
At this point, Zack no longer understood Sophie’s true motive
Brandon Lawson came swaggering over with a gang of rich heirs at his back.
“Looks to me like Sophie ran out of talent after the Starlight Cup. Now she’s trying to ride infamy into the entertainer industry. Fine by me–tå fre up a stream of my own and boost her exposure!”
He opened his account and started broadcasting.
The title: “Scandalous Bed Affairs of Riverland’s Elite Heiress.”
Because Brandon loved flaunting wealth, he had gathered a huge online following. Within seconds of going live, over thirty thousand people flooded
his stream.
“Is the title real? Do we finally get to see one of those socialite princesses acting like a slut in bed?”
“The title has to mean that, but wouldn’t a stream like this get banned instantly?”
“You know nothing. Anyone who’s watched Brandon knows he’s got pull in the industry. No one would dare shut his account down.”
The chat scrolled at lightning speed–some doubting, some salivating, all curious to see which heiress it was.
Brandon grinned at the comments, feigning mystery.
“Give me a minute. You’ll see exactly who the star is.”
With that, he marched straight to Sophie’s room.
From a distance, he and the other heirs spotted Marcus standing rigidly at the door.
He looked like a man torn between storming in to catch his fiancée in the act… or shielding her dignity one last time.
The heirs froze, none daring to approach. Only Brandon sauntered forward.
“Mr. Morgan, Sophie’s doing this right under your nose, humiliating the Morgan family name. You’re not still protecting her, are you?”
Marcus didn’t move. But the lethal aura radiating off him kept everyone at bay
By now Brandon’s stream had passed one hundred thousand viewers. The audience spammed the chat, demanding answers. If he backed down, he’d be ridiculed.
Grinding his teeth, Brandon lunged past Marcus and shoved the door open.
Zack tried to stop him, but he was too late.
The others, emboldened, hurriedly pulled out their phones to watch the livestream.
As the door swung wide, the sounds of sex poured out even louder.
Marcus’s body locked up. For one fleeting second, he wanted to turn and flee
Brandon crept inside, aiming his camera. He flicked the switch.
The lights blazed on-
And the truth blinded them all.
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I Ctrl+Alt+Deleted My Ex and Ctrl+C’d His Uncle
“Holy shit–It’s Liam and his sister!”
The
room erupted.
On the bed, Liam pinned Lena beneath him, both of them completely naked. air thick with the stench of srz.
Brandon stood too close, He caught every detail–their sweat, the stickiness, the filth.
So much for “sister” in public. Rehind closed doors? A whole other story.
The heirs outside gaped. Just as their phones captured the siblings‘ faces, Brandon’s livestream was forcibly shut down.
But curiosity already burned through them. One after another, they stormed inside.
Liam froze at the sight of the crowd. His arousal collapsed into shame.
Lena snatched a pillow to cover herself, trembling violently.
“Liam, you’re disgusting. She’s called you ‘brother‘ for over twenty years, and you screw her?!”
“Beyond gross. Sleeping with your own sister, and using your fiancée’s account to broadcast it? That’s sick.”
“Poor Sophie. A filthy fiancé and a hacked account–people would’ve thought she was the one on that stream.”
The heirs were ruthless with their words, tearing Liam’s pride to shreds.
“Get out! All of you, out!” Liam’s eyes were bloodshot, his voice raw with rage.
What livestream? How had they barged in?
He was supposed to be marrying Sophie soon. If this scandal broke, she’d definitely call off the wedding.
As panic roiled, Lena’s hands slid across his stomach, her body pressing closer.
“Lena, stop it!” Liam hissed.
“Brother… please, I need you…”
She whimpered like a serpent coiling tighter.
Liam’s mind screamed to shove her away. His body betrayed him.
The crowd stared in disbelief. They’re still going?
Liam’s shamelessness was beyond imagination.
Finally, with his last shred of control, he hurled a phone at them.
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