Chapter 62

~ Charles

Janette’s admission echoed through the room, her voice trembling with heavy emotions of guilt, fear, and desperation. I maintained my mask of indifference, watching her carefully as Megan’s gaze shifted between us.

“No, Janette, please don’t say that,” Megan said, genuine worry etched on her face.

Janette collapsed onto the floor, her hands covering her face as Megan ran to her side. “It is all over social media. My career, everything I have worked for is crumbling,” she sobbed.

“Janette please stop,” Megan cooed, then she shot me a suspicious look, narrowing her eyes. “Charles, did you have anything to do with this?”

I shrugged nonchalantly, playing the innocent card. “Why would I? I didn’t even know Janette sold her body to wealthy people for fame.”

Janette, now sobbing uncontrollably, managed to break free from Megan’s comfort to crawl to my legs. “Charles, you have to believe me. What they are showing isn’t the full truth. Please hear my own side of the story."

I scoffed