Chapter 5 5. The whistleblower 11

~Author's POV~ Harley still had the iPad glued in her hands as she stares dumbly at the screenshots, it was clear and vivid enough for anyone to recognize that it was no other than the Super-Model Emily Miguel. Emily romantically involved with a man whose face has been blurred out was what was In the picture, although the people knew she was in a relationship but they still won't take this. "Say something??" Mr. Coles insisted, his hands slamming on the table. "I have nothing to say sir, I'll find a way to let this die down" said Harley who was unsure of whatever was coming out from her.

"Die down?, This isn't some model issue, it's Emily!" The man yelled Infuriatedly, his hands falls on his waste as he approaches Harley. "What do you suggest?" She asked, gently placing the iPad on the table. "Meet up with her, record everything you guys talk about and send it to me, I'll decide after that" he told her, still in the same position. Harley's eyes filled with confusion. "But..." "You can't object to this" Coles warned, stopping her halfway. She forced a grin and strutted out of his office and after picking her bag and other stuffs,she drove straight off to meet her Star. **** "Tell me what she said isn't the truth?" Grace requested her daughter as they were both seated on the couch in the luxurious living room. Emily hasn't left her room ever since her second sister, Eva caught her masturbating, not because she was scared of the outcome but it just wasn't time to leave for her house. "It's, nothing is wrong with it so..." "Emily!," Grace yelled, shutting her off in her statement. "How could you even admit to doing it?" "Why wouldn't I admit?, Mom please, this is not something we should talk about, I'm leaving" she shrugged her shoulder and furthered to leave. "Emily, you're just 21!" Grace countered, blocking her from leaving. "Yes I am, I've been doing this since I was 17 so you shouldn't judge with my age" she shunned her mom and went ahead to the door only to bump into Erica and Eva, it was as if they've planned to bump into her. "Shameless daughter will not even apologize!" Eva teased with a laughter, Emily chose to ignore. After the argument with her mom, she lost her energy to argue. "Mom, do you know your daughter isn't only trending in the Miguel Family because of masturbation?," Erica walked away, Emily stopped in her track to hear the rest of the words. "Her nude pictures are all over the internet, slutty bltch!" Marina concluded. Emily didn't wait to hear her mother query before walking away, she hopped into her car and drove away. Her mind, head, and even her body was full because she needs to ease herself. She tapped her phone call interface to picked up the call from her dear boyfriend. "Hi" said Emily with a bright mood, not wanting her thought to overtake her. "Are you crazy?, How dare you act nice after what you did?, Are you not even sorry?" Michael Expressed, in a rather loud and rude tone. "If you believe what's on internet without asking me, you're nothing different from my haters, if you want an explanation, pick the location if not then let's break up!" She was blunt in her response, one would think she actually never loved him. Her tiny hands banged angrily on the steering wheel after hanging up on him, she breathed heavily when her phone starts to ring again and she'll rather ignore it than pick up. Whereas, Harley was only calling her to stop her from passing through the front of her apartment because it's already full of reporters and fans. It was after her car was unable to pass through that she checked her phone to see the missed call and a text from her manager. 'These people, why must they obstruct my way?' She rubbed her eyes and stretched. "She's here, Emily Miguel has arrived!" Said a young lady who has been monitoring her from the moment she parked and only declared that it was her after a while. In the next few minutes, the reporters all surrounded her car with heavy lightening since it was night time, camera flashlight displaying from different corner. Mic all set to the front for her. One of the reason why Harley called to stop her; Emily would rather hop down from her car and insult them then tell them what happened, the last time such a thing happened, she lost 8 millions followers on Instagram. "If you all insist on blocking me from entering my house, let's stay here together then" she muttered to herself and locked her car from inside, stretching to the back to grab her neck pillow and a blanket. The reporters were left speechless at what she did. 2 hours went by, they were still standing in their spot, some has even sat down on the floor with their notepads and Emily has already slept off, not too deeply. "Hi Everyone, I'm Harley and also Emily Miguel's Manager, a press conference will be released very soon from our side but be sure that what you saw on the internet is not as it seems, please leave this surrounding immediately!," Harley Divulged, just what should come from a sensible person. "Also, if you insist on staying, you'll be sued with the sum of 10,000 USD for blocking her way and also recording without our legal permission" she added, it wasn't too scare them off because AJ Sterling's is capable of that much. It took just two minutes for the whole place to clear up and it was just Harley standing next to Emily's car as she bangs the windscreen so she could wake up. "How can you sleep in this situation?" Harley half yelled. Emily yawned tiredly and stretched her back. "Since when were you allowed to yell at me?" "I'm not yelling, I'm only..." "It's the same thing, you did it again!" Emily scowled, hissing as loud as she can before nudging past her towards her apartment.