Chapter 151 - 152 Getting Roasted Online
I leaned in, closing the gap between us.
‘You were so brave before, running your mouth. Where’s that confidence gone now?’
‘I’ll call the cops!’ Harper whimpered.
‘Go right ahead. You started this mess, not me. You call the cops, and they’ll take you in. Harassment, provocation of violence, assault.’ I sniffed. ‘And public intoxication. Jesus, who drinks at ten o’clock in the morning?’
Harper was reaching for her phone, but she froze halfway.
I leaned in closer, almost nose-to-nose with her. ‘Delete your posts. Instagram, X, everything. Now.’
Her fingers twitched, and her lip trembled. ‘I... I won’t delete them.’
‘You will. Or I’ll be the one calling the cops. You realise you’ve just handed Yvaine enough to sue the shit out of you, right? That stunt you pulled online—clear case of defamation and malicious falsehood.’
‘Yeah!’ Yvaine backed me up. ‘Malicious!’
I’d picked up a thing or two from lawyer Hannah and put them to good use now. ‘She can file for damages—loss of business, all this smashed-up furniture, reputational harm. And don’t think a judge won’t grant an injunction and force a retraction. You’ll be lucky if you get away with a written apology. Public one, of course. Pinned to all your socials. You want your little fanbase of teenage skincare junkies to see you beg for forgiveness in front of a bakery display case?’
Harper squirmed. ‘I—’
‘Because that’s where this is going if you push it. Civil suit. Discovery. Cross-examination. Then your face goes from influencers’ moodboards to cautionary tale on law school blogs. So go ahead. Keep crying. But if you open your mouth again, make sure it’s to say you’re sorry.’