After ending her call with Haskell, Larissa leaked the audio recordings Livia had given her to several gossip outlets. The files contained various conversations between Lucius, Milton, and their other lackeys. Since Livia had already burned her bridges with Lucius, there was no reason to hold back.
Larissa played one of the clips:
“Mr. Lincoln, I just made a bet with that bitch Larissa in the group chat. I bet that her family’s company, Starlight Media, would be crushed by you within two months! When I win, that bitch has to call me ‘daddy’ and lick my shoes!”
“Actually, I’ll make her call you daddy, Mr. Lincoln! She can lick your shoes!”
“Milton, do you really think Larissa is worthy of licking Mr. Lincoln’s shoes?”
“Right, right, my mistake. That bitch isn’t even fit to lick his shoes. She’s only good enough to lick mine.”
“Guys, tonight at eight, there’s going to be a sex tape of Larissa leaked online. Feel free to watch, enjoy, and share.”
“For real?”
“Of course. It’s a little bonus from Mr. Lincoln for all your loyalty.”
“Thanks, Mr. Lincoln! I can’t wait to see how hot that bitch’s body is. Must be something special to keep that cripple Haskell so obsessed.”
“Perfect,” Larissa thought. “This recording will make the public even more satisfied when I walk Milton like a dog.”
She then called Nightveil. “Assign someone to protect Livia.”
“Understood.”
...
The next morning, Larissa checked the internet to see the fallout from the leaked recordings. As expected, Lucius’s public image had taken another nosedive.
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