Restoring a Life After Seven Years of Wrong Love novel Chapter 167

Yvette leaned forward, her gaze sharp as a blade. "Mr. Shelby, you must have seen the video from the private room at The Vervain too. Willow intentionally lost her balance and tried to drag me down with her, but my reflexes were faster, so she failed."

"Ms. Huxley tried to frame me in front of all those people that day. Shouldn't she be apologizing to me?"

"Where is this video of yours?"

Hearing Jabez's question, a terrible sense of foreboding settled in Yvette's chest.

She opened the app on her phone and saw a notification: her video had been flagged for violating community guidelines and was removed.

Jabez had used his influence to scrub her video from the internet.

Yvette typed into the search bar. The footage of her allegedly pushing Willow was still trending, climbing higher by the minute.

Jabez wouldn't allow her to post anything that damaged Willow's image, yet he let Willow smear her name across the internet without consequence.

Willow had her own social media accounts, mostly posting content related to Jabez or flexing in exclusive, high-end locations.

She had amassed a large following, and her fans had already doxxed Yvette's personal information in the comment sections.

Some were even threatening to track her down in real life and teach her a lesson.

Her fingers trembled tightly around her phone, her heart pounding as if being struck by a blunt weapon over and over.

Yvette was so furious she couldn't even speak.

Jabez continued casually, "Willow's request is very simple. Apologize to her, and you won't even have to cover her medical bills."

Yvette's eyes were bloodshot. She gritted her teeth. "Am I supposed to kiss the ground she walks on, too?"

She saw the man across from her furrow his brows.

"Aside from apologizing to Willow, there's one more thing."

When she didn't respond, Jabez went on in his arrogant tone, "Willow likes your mother's hospital room because it has a view of the ginkgo trees. I'll need you to move her out as soon as possible."

Yvette glared at him in pure disbelief. He sat there, radiating authority, looking like he was granting her some grand, merciful pardon.

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