Chapter 334

Chapter 334:

Tatiana relentlessly hunted down the contact information of those who dared to expose her misdeeds, but every call was either met with dead silence or a volley of insults that sent her blood boiling. She seethed, pacing furiously. Did these fools really think that exposing her would scare her? One word from the Fernandez family, and they would be nothing more than a bad memory!

Determined not to let them get away with this, Tatiana reached out to some shady figures from the underworld. If diplomacy wouldn’t work, then brute force would!

But just over an hour later, her phone buzzed with a call from one of the thugs. “Miss Fernandez,” the thug yelled, his voice sounding rattled, “What the hell’s going on? Why didn’t you tell me they had protection? We couldn’t even get close! Now, my guys are all in the hospital!”

Tatiana’s frown deepened. “How is that possible? They’re just a bunch of destitute nobodies!”

“Why the hell would I lie about this?” the thug snapped. “You’d better cover my men’s medical bills. And those ‘nobodies’ you mentioned? They have professional bodyguards. We didn’t stand a chance!”

Tatiana’s frustration flared. Could Maxine really afford to hire professional bodyguards for those girls? No, it had to be Madisyn. It seemed Madisyn was determined to stand against her!

Seething with anger, Tatiana’s phone rang again. But this time, the call didn’t fuel her rage—it soothed it, curving her lips into a wicked smile. For Edge Entertainment, this public relations campaign was an overwhelming success.

Maxine gained 500,000 new followers, while Tatiana was mocked by all.

Madisyn wasn’t surprised when she received a call from Tatiana. “Madisyn, meet me. You won’t regret it,” Tatiana proposed, her voice unnervingly calm.

While Madisyn wasn’t surprised that Tatiana reached out, she was taken aback by the fact that Tatiana didn’t sound furious. It was out of character for Tatiana to be so cool and collected—unless she had something up her sleeve. Intrigued, Madisyn replied coolly, “Alright.”

Later that day, Madisyn stepped into the private room of a café, the bitter aroma of freshly brewed coffee filling her nose. She sat down and took a slow sip of water, her gaze fixated on Tatiana, who sat across from her with an air of smug superiority that was impossible to ignore.

Tatiana’s arms were crossed, her demeanor exuding palpable arrogance. But this only deepened Madisyn’s curiosity. How could Tatiana, a target of the internet’s ridicule, remain so composed—even defiant?

“So, what do you want?” Madisyn asked, her voice steady and controlled, betraying none of the questions racing through her mind.

Tatiana’s lips curled into a sly, knowing smile. “Madisyn, I know you’re the real mastermind behind all my scandals online. I must admit, I’m quite impressed—but you’re not the only one with tricks up your sleeve.”

Madisyn leaned back slightly, her expression unchanging, urging Tatiana to continue. “Go on.”

Tatiana’s thoughts buzzed with silent glee. She was certain Madisyn’s composure would crumble soon.

“The Johns family certainly has power, but the Klein family? They’re in a league of their own. As the heiress of the Johns family, I think only Andrew is a match for you. Lose him, and you’ll never find your Mr. Right again.” She took a measured sip of her coffee, feigning elegance, as if she were offering wisdom instead of veiled threats. “I understand how crucial Andrew is to you.”

Madisyn’s eyes narrowed slightly, but her voice remained steady, almost bored. “And your point is?”

Tatiana’s smile widened, her confidence reaching its peak. “I have something that can rip away your precious status as Andrew’s girlfriend.”

A hint of a smile tugged at the corners of Madisyn’s lips, as if the entire exchange was growing tiresome. Undeterred, Tatiana leaned in, her voice dripping with malice. “Someone is carrying Andrew’s child.”

Madisyn’s heart skipped a beat. Now, that was news—explosive, dangerous news. But… “And your proof?” she demanded, her expression a mask of cool indifference, leaving Tatiana visibly frustrated.

Tatiana seethed internally. How could Madisyn be so calm? She should be livid, or at the very least, rattled!

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