Chapter 224

‘Hannah, what’s up?’ Elodie stepped out of the car. ‘Boss, you should probably sit down for this. It’s bad.’ ‘Just spit it out.’ ‘There are… pictures. Of you. Online. They are… bad.’ Hannah hastened to add before Elodie could press for a clearer explanation, ‘I’ll text you the link.’ Frowning, Elodie clicked on the link that just popped up on her screen. It directed her to a tabloid news site. Elodie paused mid-stride, eyes wide. ‘Nude photos? What the actual—?’ She scrolled through the photos. There she was, in various states of undress, in clubs, on the backseats of cars, sitting on a pool table with her legs spread wide apart. Her photoshopped face, flushed with alcohol in some and heavy-lidded with lust in others, was clearly visible. So was the rest of her unclad body. But the men’s faces were obscured. ‘This is bad,’ she muttered to herself, trying her damnedest not to let a string of expletives fly. She got another text from Hannah: ‘Already reached out to legal. Will talk to th