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After handing the USB drive to Natasha, Kingsley washed his hands of the matter.
Natasha, on the other hand, executed his orders with absolute precision. She prepared two versions one unedited and one with a tasteful amount of pixelation.
Then, She coordinated with pene who had over a thousand no underground network members, each assigned to share the video across social media.
Within half a day, Michael’s barely clothed, lace-covered, wildly suggestive dance moves had taken the internet by storm.
[Wait… isn’t this Michael Rhodes? The heir of the Rhodes family? No way. No fucking way!]
[Wow, what happened? Did Michael transition or something? Look at him, prancing around in lingerie like that! Like, comment, share-this is pure gold!]
[A boy next door, turned full-on diva. Michael’s got a new name now-Queen of Sass]
[Haha! Holy hell, this is beyond viral. Someone, get this man a crown!]
Kingsley sprawled out on the couch, phone in hand, eagerly waiting to enjoy the show. Shiloh sat beside him and nudged his arm. “Mr. Baldwin, move over. I want to watch too!”
Kingsley shifted to make space but gave her a curious look. “Shiloh, aren’t nuns supposed to be above worldly distractions? Besides, this kind of video isn’t good for your pure and innocent heart.”
Shiloh was unfazed. “I might sin, but the teaching of the religion remains in my heart. I can watch anything without being affected. Unlike some people, who clearly have demons in their hearts.”
Kingsley chuckled. “Well said. My heart is as pure as freshly fallen snow!”
Before long, Eunice arrived with her phone, excitement written all over her face. Lauren grinned. “Dr. Baldwin, I need to see this too!”
Kingsley thought for a moment before making a suggestion. “Everyone seems interested, so why don’t we cast it on the big screen?”
Lauren burst out laughing. “Now that’s a brilliant idea! Watching it on a big screen will be so much more satisfying!”
Without hesitation, Kingsley connected his phone to the screen and started the video.
On TikTok, the clip was spreading like wildfire. Within minutes, it had been shared thousands of times. As Kingsley scrolled, he quickly found the infamous video- Michael, dressed in nothing but lace lingerie, was going viral.
A content creator had reposted it with a dramatic title, [Is This a Distortion of Human Nature or a Complete Moral Collapse? Michael Rhodes’ Scandalous Lingerie Meltdown Is Setting the Internet on Fire!]
The video itself was pure chaos. Clad in lacy black lingerie, Michael was flushed red, his entire body twitching uncontrollably.
One moment, he convulsed like he was having a seizure. The next, he let out moans of pleasure, his movements growing more suggestive by the second. He was a spectacle-half seductive, half-deranged, and completely beyond redemption.
Shiloh glanced at Kingsley and asked flatly, “You slipped him some kind of aphrodisiac, didn’t you? That’s why he’s all dazed and flailing around like that.”
Kingsley smirked. “Of course. With a little help from that pill, he was able to showcase his full artistic potential. Impressive, isn’t it?”
Lauren’s eyes gleamed with wicked amusement. You know, I’m starting to think my dear cousin has a real talent for adult films. If the opportunity arises, we should sell him off to Eastonia. He’s obsessed with their adult industry, right? Let’s give him a chance to be on the front lines!”
Kingsley shook his head and dismissed the idea from a professional standpoint. “That wouldn’t work. Eastonians adult actors need skill and stamina. I can’t vouch for Michael’s technique, but physically? He’s absolutely not cut out for it. He’d be lucky to last a few seconds before tapping out.”
…
Meanwhile, at the Rhodes Corporation headquarters…
A sudden scream erupted in the office. “Oh my god! Everyone, check TikTok-Mr. Rhodes is famous!”
A nearby female employee, still opening the app, turned to her colleague with curiosity. “Sia, what did you find? Don’t tell me it’s another one of your foreign model crushes.”
Sia’s face twisted into an odd mix of disgust and fascination as she shook her head. “No, just open
TikTok and see for yourself. I already sent it to everyone. Trust me, it’s spectacular.”
Seconds later, the entire office exploded into chaos. Employees gasped, eyes wide with horror and delight.
One said, “I can’t this is so disgusting… But okay, maybe just one more look. Just one!”
“Holy hell, I never realized Mr. Rhodes could be sluttier than the woman at that nightclub next door. Ladies, would you say he’s sexy?”
A chorus of voices rang out. “Hell yes!”
Inside her office, Tiana furrowed her brows as the commotion outside grew louder. “What’s going on?”
Jerry returned moments later, his expression unreadable.
Tiana looked up at him. “What happened?”
Jerry silently took out his phone, pulled up the video, and handed it to her. “Mrs. Rhodes, you should see for yourself.”
Tiana watched the video, her face first twisting in jealousy and disgust before she suddenly fell into deep thought.
Jerry hesitated before asking, “Mrs. Rhodes, this video could seriously impact the Rhodes family’s reputation. Should we have someone take it down?”
Tiana immediately waved her hand. “No need! Send out a company-wide notice under my name-every single one of Rhodes Corporation’s 500 employees is required to share and repost this video at least once.”
Jerry looked at her in shock. “What?”
Tiana smirked. “Don’t you see? This video couldn’t have come at a better time. It’s the perfect distraction to bury all the bad press the company was getting before. Now, this is all the public will talk about.”
…
Meanwhile, at Bane’s mansion, Michael was undergoing treatment to detox his system.
Bane said, “Mr. Rhodes, your body is fine. You just have some lingering effects from a strong aphrodisiac, which left you overheated and exhausted. You’ll be back to normal in a couple of days.”
He gestured for Michael to put his pants back on.
Michael gritted his teeth. “It’s not just that-I have a splitting headache too. What’s causing that?”
Bane answered, “That’s from a heavy blow to the head. Think-did someone beat the hell out of you recently?”
Michael’s mind instantly flashed back to Shiloh’s veiled face, and his expression twisted in rage. “That bitch!”
The last thing he remembered was getting slapped by Shiloh so hard he blacked out. When he woke up, he had already been moved to Bane’s place. What happened in between was a complete mystery. All he knew was that he had woken up feeling feverish, unbearably restless, and with a pounding headache.
Just then, his phone buzzed with a new message. Michael glanced at it and frowned. “Why the hell is someone sending me a video? Boring.”
A second message popped up from another contact-this time, with a comment.
[Michael, congrats! You’re an internet sensation now. I downloaded your masterpiece and saved it for future viewing. Gonna enjoy it every now and then!]
Michael’s annoyance spiked. The message was from a guy in his social circle- one notorious for his disturbing, degenerate taste in videos.
Michael always found his content repulsive. He mumbled, “My masterpiece? What the hell is he talking about?”
Confused, Michael clicked on the video, determined to see what kind of trash he had been sent. The screen lit up, and instantly, a horrifying scene unfolded before his eyes.
A hairy-chested, hairy-legged man was on screen, dressed in nothing but a skimpy lace lingerie set. He was caressing himself, moaning in exaggerated pleasure, his body twisting and convulsing in ways that were both suggestive and absolutely disgusting.
“Fuck! I knew it! What a goddamn pervert, a freak! Whoever the hell this is, if I ever find him, I’ll beat him to death!”
Michael exploded in fury, his stomach twisting in revulsion. The sight of a man acting so shamelessly made him sick to his core worse than if he had been force-fed garbage.
Bane, hearing the commotion, casually glanced at the screen. Then, his whole body stiffened.
He paled as he slowly turned back to Michael. “Uh… Mr. Rhodes… that guy in the video… isn’t that you? Why the hell are you cussing yourself out?”
Michael’s blood ran cold, and his pulse pounded in his ears. A creeping, horrifying realization clawed its way into his brain.
He thought there was something familiar about the man in the video. He had dismissed it at first, thinking he had seen this freak somewhere before but could poor ??/p>
where. As he took another look, pure terror crashed down on him like a tidal wave.
Michael let out a bloodcurdling scream and hurled his phone across the room.
“No! That’s not me! It can’t be me! Who did this? Who the fuck did this to me? I can’t remember anything! How did this happen?! Why’s this happening?”
His cries were so gut-wrenching, so full of sheer devastation, echoing throughout Bane’s mansion.
Kingsley was having the time of his life, scrolling through the internet to see just how many people were tearing into Michael. At first, he tried counting the insults, but after a while, he gave up.
There was no point because the entire comment section was a flood of mockery- so many that it was downright impossible to keep track. Turning his head, he caught a glimpse of Shiloh quietly sharing Michael’s viral video.
She even added a caption. [Everyone, please do me a favor and mock him!]
Shiloh had a million followers online. With just that one post, Michael’s humiliation skyrocketed to another level.
Kingsley could already picture it–Michael would not dare step outside without covering his head with a hoodie, or better yet, wrapping his whole face in a scarf.
Well, if he ever did, there were bound to be people who would not just stop at verbal insults. Some might even beat the crap out of him on sight.
…
Meanwhile, at the Snees mansion.
The entire Snees family’s forces had arrived in Jayrodale in full battle mode. Aspen’s face drained of color the moment she saw Zephyr step into the hall. “D- Dad, you’re here.”
Then, when she looked past him, her stomach dropped. It was not just Zephyr; two of the family’s senior grandmasters had also arrived.
Not to mention dozens of elite fighters, all armed to the teeth.
This was not just an ordinary retaliation-Bridgefields’ Snees family had sent everything they had.
Zephyr sat in the grand hall, his face dark and brooding. He did not say a word for a long time, his silence suffocating the room.
Aspen felt like she was suffocating too. She was not stupid and figured that Zephyr must have discovered something major. Otherwise, he would not have assembled the entire family’s combat force and stormed into Jayrodale without a word.
However, the terrifying part was that she had sent no messages back to Bridgefields. So, how had Zephyr figured it out?
After a long silence, one of the Snees family’s top enforcers stepped forward and bowed. “Sir, we’ve already issued a formal demand in your name. That bastard Kingsley has two choices-he either comes here, kneels before you, and accepts his fate…”
He continued, “Or, if he refuses, you will personally hunt him down and make him pay with his life!”
Zephyr’s ice-cold expression finally relaxed a little after hearing this. He asked, “Are you certain about his location?”
The enforcer grinned. “Rest assured, sir. I arrived in Jayrodale ahead of time and already tracked him down. Right now, he’s at Rhodes Corporation.”
Zephyr waved a hand dismissively and said in a chilling tone, “Good. Then I’ll wait right here for him to come and face his death. If he doesn’t show up within the given time or tries to run-then I’ll show him what true despair means!”
Aspen finally realized the full picture-Zephyr was not here for some random business matter. He had come to Jayrodale specifically to kill Kingsley.
She immediately panicked and exclaimed, “Dad, no! You cannot go against Kingsley here in Jayrodale. If you do-“
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