CHAPTER 418: THE BAD LABEL

Larissa sat on her living room couch; her phone clutched in her hand. She couldn't believe what she'd just seen and felt anger and disgust wash over her. Her fingers hovered over her social media app's "Post" button. "Should I really do this?" she muttered, her thumb trembling. "People need to know." Taking a deep breath, she pressed the button, sharing the video of Brandon Garcia’s shocking behavior. She sat back, her heart pounding as she watched the notifications start pouring in. Within minutes, her phone buzzed non-stop. Comments from horrified fans, shares, and retweets flooded her feed. The video spread like wildfire. --- Meanwhile, in the heart of New York, Brandon Garcia sat in his music studio; he had been released from prison, blissfully unaware of the storm brewing outside. His manager, Carl, burst through the door, face pale and eyes wide with panic. "Brandon! Have you seen this?" Carl shoved his phone in Brandon's face, the video playing on the screen. Brandon's ex