39. Press Conference

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POV LINGLING

I'm at a club in London with Charlotte and my team. It's 1 AM, and we're celebrating our successful fashion magazine campaigns in the UK. It's a great achievement, and it deserves a celebration.

So here we are.

Charlotte and I are having a blast. This is a VIP private club, very high-end. I even spot a few models from a magazine agency we met earlier at their office. They're here at another booth.

"Phi! Let's dance!" Charlotte says, pulling me from the bar stool. I giggle and follow her to the dance floor.

We're both pretty drunk right now, but I can handle my alcohol better than the girl dancing in front of me.

After a few minutes of dancing, I see someone approaching us.

"Hey, girls, we meet again. Congrats, you guys were amazing!" he says. I think his name is Harris? Harry? I don't remember. I just smile and nod.

Then he and his group of friends, including a few girls there, start dancing with us. After a few more shots of tequila, I feel like I need to sit down.

I grab Charlotte's hand and whisper, "Char, let's sit down for a bit," but she giggles and says,

"P'Ling, you sit down. I'm having a great time! This night is amazing, Phi!"

So I move over to the bar with a few of my team members. We sit and enjoy the music. But then I notice Charlotte dancing with that guy, and it's obvious she's really drunk.

"P'Lingling, that guy's getting too close to P'Charlotte," one of my team members says, pointing at them.

I nod and start walking toward them when my team and I see Charlotte and the guy kissing. Instantly, we rush over and pull her away.

I shove the guy hard "Hey!" with a serious face.

Damn, I'm suddenly sober now!

He raises his hands and smiles, saying, "Relax, we're just having fun. Sorry," and then he leaves.

Charlotte giggles, and I grab her face, almost yelling at her, but I hold back because she's completely wasted. Fuck!

We decide to take Charlotte back to the hotel. The party's over.

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Damn it. Someone recorded us. I don't know who. The video is spreading fast. It's 1 PM now, and I see that Charlotte hasn't woken up so I call Orm.

"Teerak... did you see the video?"

"Yes, Teerak, I think the whole Thailand has seen it by now. How's P'Char? I'm still on set, and I was so shocked when I saw it."

Yeah, in Bangkok, everyone's probably having some dinner and chilling out scrolling some social media when that video exploded, with the time difference between us. It's the perfect time to check on social media. Damn it. I then explain to Orm what happened.

After my call with my girlfriend end, I try calling Engfa, but she's unreachable. I call everyone, even P'Sun.

Finally, I decide to wake Charlotte up. She's been passed out since we got back to the hotel. She needs to wake up soon, even if I have to throw water on her.

She wakes up after I shake her body and face several times.

"Huh, P'Ling? What is it?!" she says, still covering her eyes.

"Wake up, Char. I'm serious. You need to wake up and see this. Drink lots of water. Get yourself together!" I say, raising my voice now.

She's half-awake, holding her head probably because of hangover, and she frowns at me.

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