BuzzNovel“Sir.” Butler Dawson spoke quietly, picking up the remote and pressing a button. As the curtains parted, the dim
room filled with pale morning light.
“What happened today?” Scott rubbed his temples, pain throbbing behind his eyes.
Butler Dawson lowered his gaze. “Miss lleana...”
Scott's frown deepened. “What about her this time? Raleigh calledat the crack of dawn, screaming that I'd
saddled him with sdrug-addicted tramp-" He broke off, turning a piercing look on Dawson.
The butler nodded silently, confirming everything without another word.
Scott lurched to his feet, only to sway dizzily and collapse back onto the bed. Dawson rushed forward, steadying
him and rubbing his back, afraid the outburst might make him pass out.
“Sir, are you alright?”
“My phone-where’s my phone?”
Dawson handed it over from the nightstand. Scott unlocked it. Messages and missed calls flooded the screen,
piling up like storm clouds.
“Sir...” Dawson ventured carefully, noticing how Scott's face had drained of color.
“Where is she? Where's Ileana?!”
“She's in her room.”
“Miss Ileana‘? Don't call her that. The biggest mistake | ever made was letting her cback to the Tate family!
Ruined-she’s ruined everything!” Scott exploded, hurling his phone across the room.
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He shoved past Dawson and stormed down the hall to lleana’s bedroom, Dawson stumbled, catching himself on
the doorframe. He glanced at the shattered phone on the floor and the empty bottles by the bed, letting out a
barely audible sigh.
Meanwhile, Ileana was in no better shape.
She sat before her laptop, skin ashen, hands trembling so badly she couldn't click the close window button no
matter how she tried.
She couldn’t make sense of it. Just a second ago, the comments were all condemning Alessia. How had it flipped
so fast-now everyone was tearing her apart instead?
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And the photos... besides Fortune, who were those people? Why wasn’t it Fortune in the pictures? There were
more photos, too-if Scott saw them...
The thought made Ileana shake uncontrollably. She grabbed her phone to call for help, but before she could dial,
her bedroom door crashed open.
“lleana! Explain those photos-now!”
“Dad... they're photoshopped, they're fake, it’s not me... it’s not me.” Illeana sprang up, shaking her head wildly.
Clutching the back of her chair, her eyes were wide and wild with terror.
“Fake? Do you think I'm blind or just stupid?” Scott's every shout made her flinch, trembling so hard she could
barely stand.
“Get out of this family. Right now. Out!”
Her eyes went wide with panic. She stumbled forward, grabbing at his shirt.
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Tears spilled down her face, but her misery only seemed to make Scott's disgust sharper.
“Look at you!” He didn’t hesitate-he shoved Ileana away, his face twisted with loathing.
“| don't care how messed up your
private life is, but drugs? | sent you
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“Sir, please, calm down,” Dawson pleaded, trying to intervene.
“You-You!” Scott was beyond hearing; he clutched his chest, panting, pointing at Ileana but unable to string
together another sentence.
“Get out! Out! The Tate family doesn't
want someone as shamele §9$ you.
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Butler Dawson rushed to steady him, fearing Scott might collapse at any moment.
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