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~Velma’s POV
There was a small pause. I could almost picture him straightening, bracing himself.
“I have a name to protect,” I continued. “I am not just anyone you can throw under the bus to save your marriage. I am an artist. I have an exhibition coming up. People will be there. Critics will be there. Investors will be there. I cannot afford for Eva to ruin that for me with lies.”
“Velma, I know,” he said quickly. “I swear to you, I am trying to get her to take it down.”
“Trying is not enough,” I snapped. “Do you have any idea how fast things spread once they are online? Do you know how many people have already read that rubbish?”
“I am handling it,” he said again, and this time his voice sounded strained.
I let out a slow breath, pressing my free hand against my forehead.
“You
