NovelEnglishChapter 254 Carmen.
In a dimly lit room on one of the lower floors of a nearby building, a heavyset young man sat hunched over his computer. His fingers moved deftly across the mouse, clicking through one photo after another as he meticulously edited them. The images, all doctored, were of A sleazy grin spread across his face as he leaned back in his chair, admiring his handiwork.
"Carmen," he muttered to himself, his voice low and venomous. "I liked you so much. But you never even noticed me, right?" His grin twisted into a sneer as his fingers clenched into fists. "How dare you ignore me? How dare you smile at other guys while pretending I don't exist?" His eyes flickered back to the screen. "Well, you brought this onto yourself. If I can't have you, then I'll destroy you." Calvin Rivas licked his chapped lips as he sent a message to the group chat with his friends, "New photos are ready. I'm uploading them now." The group chat lit up with replies. Sparticipants barely knew Carmen while others simply relished the . A few were eager to share the photos further, fueling the flames of gossip and malice.
Calvin walked to his window, pushing aside the heavy curtains to peer through a telescope aimed directly at the apartment across the street-Carmen's home.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe room was dark, the blinds tightly shut. He couldn't see a thing, but the mere idea of spying on her sent a thrill down his spine. His hands trembled as he imagined her reaction to the latest batch of photos.
When Calvin heard about Carmen's attempted suicide and subsequent rescue, his excitement only grew. "She's almost broken," he muttered. "Just a little more, and she'll ccrawling to me. She'll have no one else." Smirking, he returned to his desk, ready to unleash his latest batch of fake images onto the web.
But before he could click the upload button, his screen flickered and then went completely black.
"What the " Calvin leaned forward, his brows furrowing together in confusion.
Suddenly, lines of red text began to appear one after another against the pitch-black background. "Calvin Rivas.
"Male.
"Age: 22 "Occupation: IT Specialist, employed by a top 100 company for 2 years and 8 months. Pending promotion to junior supervisor next month. "Address: 703, 22 Springvale Street, Khogend." Calvin's heart pounded in his chest. His throat tightened as more and more details about his life appeared on the screen-personal information about him, his family, and even his colleagues and friends.
It was all there, laid bare for someone else to see.
"Oh my God..." Calvin whispered, his voice trembling. His hands shook as he frantically tried to close the window, but the keyboard was unresponsive.
Then, new words appeared, "You're so ugly and pathetic. You'll never get what you want." Calvin's face flushed with rage. His palms slammed down on the desk as he roared, "Who's doing this? Show yourself!" The text vanished as quickly as it had appeared, only to be replaced by something far worse.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmPhotos began to fill the screen.
Doctored photos of Calvin himself, posing in humiliating and degrading scenarios. The editing was flawless, even more convincing than the photos he had doctored of Carmen.
One after another, the photos scrolled across the screen and m Calvin's jaw dropped in horror. But it wasn't just him. The faces of his accomplices-the sguys who had spread
Carmen's photos and rumors-were plastered across the screen as well. The photos told fabricated stories so detailed and vile that Calvin felt his stomach churn. Sweat poured down his face as his mind raced. What if these photos were leaked? His parents, his coworkers, and his boss would see them.
The promotion he was so close to achieving would be gone in an instant.
His entire career would be over.
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