Chapter 198 Don't Drag Me Through the Mud With You
Camila also tasted it with a frustrated expression. âBut, how much oil should I use? It's just a small
amount, I believe.â Looking at her face that was about to explode with exasperation, Silas chuckled.
"One tablespoon is enough.â Camila thus nodded. âOh, I probably put four or five tablespoons.
Thankfully, I put less salt, otherwise the pickles won't be edible.â Silas answered, âIt's okay. I kind of
like your oily pickles.â Secretly, South gave his daddy a thumbs up in his heart. To pursue his
mommy, he had said he liked eating such terrible pickles. . Such a brave man!
To walk his talk, Euegene ate all the pickles on the table. Only the omelette was left. Camila looked
at the empty plates and felt rather excited. Perhaps I am a great chef after all!
She blurted out, âIf you like to eat them, I'll make more for you after I've done more research on
them!â
Silas smiled like a fox that had gotten what it wanted. "Okay."
As the post she posted suddenly disappeared, Lyla was still puzzled as to what went wrong. Even
searching the keywords were futile as the words âCamilaâ, âCamila Brooklyn Studioâ, and âbeggarâ had
been blocked.
These must be the preventive measures that Camila has taken when she discovered the post I
posted, but I didn't expect her to be so fast. It's just less than an hour! How could it be resolved so
quickly? How many people had seen it in such a short time? What Lyla wanted was to let everyone
know that Camila, who had always been so high up there, was a woman who could be put down by
a beggar. How was she worthy of being supported by so many outstanding men? She was not
worthy! She wanted the men to know how cheap and shameless she was. She was about to try and
repost the story when her phone vibrated suddenly. Glancing over, she saw that it was a call from
Ben and was slightly surprised. We've broken up. Why is he calling me again?
After the call connected, Ben started cussing without waiting for her to speak. âLyla Brooklyn, how
many times do you want to use me to hype up yourself? Do you even have a conscience?â These
words stunned Lyla who had been searching for Camilaâs posts without realizing that she herself was
trending on the Internet. âBen, are you crazy? What happened?â âWhy don't you go online and
check it out for yourself? Didn't I say that it's over between us? Why are you still doing this?â Lyla
was so angry she was at a loss for words. She turned on her computer to search, and the post about
her popped up immediately. It was the post that the Roberts Family had asked someone to delete
after it went viral some time ago. How could it be posted again? This is someone deliberately going
up against me! âThen you should quickly ask someone to delete it again.â Ben was beside himself
with rage. He had been scolded by his aunt a few days ago for failing to win Jessica back. Now Lyla
had dragged him back on the Internet again. Either she was deliberately creating this hype, or she
had offended others again. âYou keep posting it after I delete it. If you want to be famous so much,
just do it yourself. Don't drag me through the mud with you!â âBen, are you crazy? Why should I
slander myself? This is obviously someone deliberately targeting me. I even think that you're the
one dragging me down with you. If you don't want to delete it, so be it. My reputation has reached
rock-bottom anyway. How much worse can it get?â
After Lyla finished speaking, she hung up the phone and sulked in the studio. This must be Camilaâs
doing. Only she has those pictures. However, before she could think of how to retaliate, her parents,
Leila and Gael, started calling one after another. All they did was complain about how she had
gotten herself slandered online again.