Greg's start of revenge

Inside the car speeding down the road, Meera was staring at the scene outside the window as they zoomed by, however her mind was trapped in the event that happened earlier.

It's been six months already, yet people were still hacking on her matter and wouldn't let go. She sighed for the umpteenth time, suppressing the dull ache in her heart.

Suddenly, a phone appeared in her view. She turned her head and saw that Candice had extended her phone and she wouldn't talk. It seemed Candice was still annoyed.

Looking down at the screen, it was Greg calling. Meera took the phone and placed it on her ear.

“Hey,” she said but her voice was hoarse, barely making a sound.

‘I saw the videos. Are you alright?’

Meera shifted her gaze back to the window, swallowed and gently nodded, “I have to be.”

‘I asked the driver to bring you straight to my villa, outside the city.’ After a slight pause, he explained so she doesn't get the wrong idea. ‘Paparazzi must be following you everywhere and the repo