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I feigned anger and yelled at the top of my lungs.

I made sure to discreetly step aside, allowing my phone to record the scandalous scene unfolding on the bed.

Perhaps due to inexperience, the assistant remained focused on the spectacle, failing to terminate the video call.

Luke hastily began dressing, completely disregarding the equally unclothed Sofia beside him.

He shielded his face and bellowed.

"Why are you filming? Stop it! Turn that off!"

The assistant finally seemed to grasp the situation, fumbling to end the video meeting.

However, the damage was done. The dozens of executives had witnessed everything.

I was certain the footage would spread like wildfire in no time.

Luke rushed over, grasping my hand while desperately trying to explain.

"Isla, Isla, please let me clarify."

The image of their intertwined naked forms repulsed me both physically and emotionally.

I instinctively covered my mouth and dashed to the bathroom, retching violently.