Chapter 1

I got invited to attend an event with Xander Garrison's friend.

As soon as the livestream kicked off, the live chat was rolling in, everyone hyping me up.

[I haven't seen such a stunning girl in ages. Newbie alert in the entertainment world.]

[Whoa, I'm obsessed with her.]

Yvette Quinn glanced at me with a teasing smile. "Diana, you look really familiar, kind of like the girl from that leaked sex tape. I mean, the one who hooked up with Julian in a car."

I froze.

Everyone knew that Julian Garrison was Xander's dad.

Yvette immediately covered her mouth. "Oh no, I must've made a mistake. Diana, there's no way you're that kind of girl. I was just joking. Everyone, don't take me seriously."

I smiled, "Yes, you got it right. You actually chatted with me when Xander brought you over to visit."

*****

As soon as Yvette Quinn mentioned the leaked sex tape, the whole livestream went dead silent.

I said with a smile, "Yvette, you really don't remember me?"

Three months ago, when Xander Garrison brought her home to visit, I wasn't there in person. But I did meet her over a video call as Xander's girlfriend.

Back then, Yvette was so sweet as she chatted with me. But it had only been three months, and she probably forgot.

If I came clean about who I really was right now, it'd not only wreck the whole event but also make Xander look like he had terrible taste in girlfriends.

It was better to just brush it off for now and give Xander a piece of my mind once this was all over.

I said, "Are you sure you're not confusing me with someone else? That's not me. I've never done anything like that."

Yvette's eyes went wide as she said,

"I don't think I'm wrong. It was right on that street by the Floralin Hotel, around 11:30 at night. I remember it was a Rolls-Royce with the license plate number—"

She quickly covered her mouth. "Shoot, did I just say too much?"

Then she started waving her hands in front of the camera in a panic. She said, "Guys, seriously, I'm just messing around. My little cuties, don't go snooping for anything, okay?"

My expression darkened.

Online, even the smallest clue was enough for people to doxx a person in no time.

She was rattling off those details. It was obvious she was trying to get her fans to expose me.

Back when Xander brought Yvette home to visit, I vented to Julian Garrison in private that there was just something off about this girl. But I couldn't quite put my finger on what it was.

Now it all made sense. Her acting was top-notch. No wonder Xander, who had never shown interest in anyone for nearly twenty years, was totally smitten with her.

But I wasn't worried.

Julian and I did drive past that spot that night, but we were not the type to fool around in public like that.

Sure enough, after all that digging, her fans came up empty-handed.

I decided to give both of us one last chance.

Smiling, I looked at Yvette. "Yvette, you really must be mixing things up. I never did anything like that with Mr. Garrison."

Yvette avoided eye contact for a moment. She acted like she was thinking it over as she said, "Yeah, Diana, you've got a point. Now that the video's gone, whatever I say doesn't really count."

I frowned.

She was making it sound like there was a video that got taken down, when the whole thing was just made up.

Her fan club started flooding the chat with comments.

[Now that Yvette brought it up, I swear I saw that video. The time, place, and car all matched. But then it just vanished.]

[Well, it makes sense. The guy in the video was Mr. Garrison. If someone caught him hooking up with a girl, you know Garrison Group's PR would wipe it clean.]

[Damn, didn't think this gorgeous lady was so wild. She's even hooking up with the older crowd.]

[I got Diana's stuff. Follow me and I'll DM you the links.]

[Followed.]

[Me too.]

[I want it, too.]