“I kept wondering where all that money came from. Then, I saw her going into a hotel with a manager from the head office!”
People online loved gossiping about mistresses. With the earlier video already spreading, Veronica’s livestream exploded the moment it started.
[Her slutty look says it all. She’s a real pro at seducing men.]
[You must charge a fortune for that body. Is it made of gold?]
[She’s not just a mistress. She’s using her dirty status to steal someone’s job! She deserves this humiliation.]
[Girl, hit her harder! Ten more slaps, I’ll send you money!]
My cheeks burned with shame and anger. Mrs. Boyle grabbed my hair again and screamed, “You’re going to return every cent my husband spent on you! After that, you will kneel down, apologize and swear to stay away from him! If you don’t, I’ll strip you naked right here!”
I tried to explain between breaths, “I have nothing to do with Mr. Boyle! I went to the hotel with him yesterday to meet a client!”
“Nonsense! You’re just a low-level salesperson from a branch office. How could you possibly be meeting a client?”
“Stop lying to me! Do you think I’m stupid?”