Chapter 5

Soon after I woke up, the hallway outside my room was surrounded by reporters.

I mustered up my courage, put on a "dying but still persevering" makeup, and opened the door.

"Hello, Miss Quinn, what do you think about making the front page of the social news?"

"Miss Quinn, are you putting on a show or making threats?"

"Miss Quinn, do you have a secret relationship with Luke Young? Are you a homewrecker?"

The more you say, the more mistakes you make. The less you say, the fewer mistakes you make. Say nothing, and you make no mistakes.

I fell headfirst onto the nearest reporter's DSLR camera - the one who had been shouting the loudest insults.

She was startled and hurriedly protected her camera.

But other reporters caught this on camera, and the next day, an unreliable tabloid reported: "Shocking! Eloise Quinn Faints in Public, Look What Happened to Her!"

The cover photo was of the reporter pushing me away to protect her camera.

An eye for an eye, I'll get my revenge and be done with it.