A Frenzy of Face-Slapping

A flicker of surprise crossed Leah's eyes, but she stood firm, denying everything. "What nonsense are you spouting? I've done nothing of the sort! Ella, don't slander me just because you despise me!"

She had come today to check on Henry's condition firsthand; after all, the media hadn't managed to get any updates, and she had to see for herself. Leah had hoped to witness Ella tormented by guilt. Although the outcome wasn't quite as satisfying as she'd imagined, Henry's injury was still enough to unsettle her rival.

But she hadn't anticipated walking right into her own humiliation.

"Slander you? Are you that pristine? Do you think I need to 'dirty' you by slandering you?" Ella sneered. "Leah, there's no one more shameless than you. Slandering others is what Carter Group does best, but I won't stoop to your level. I have real evidence, and I'll have that girl come and tell the whole story in person."