Total pages in book: 148
Estimated words: 135517 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 678(@200wpm)___ 542(@250wpm)___ 452(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 135517 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 678(@200wpm)___ 542(@250wpm)___ 452(@300wpm)
Chapter 30
*Ryder*
Oh shit, there is no freaking way kids did this. There was a whole shitstorm playing out on social media in such a way that even I had never seen before, and I have been at the wrong end of a social media blitz many times in the past. It was a well-orchestrated attack, or maybe I could see it because I’d been forewarned and knew what was going on.
These kids, if they really were kids, surprised even me, and I was given a heads up about what was coming, but they’d gone in a whole other direction than I’d expected. I thought Janie, Noel, and Nicole were their targets, at least that’s what I was led to believe, but they went straight for the head of the snake.
They went after Mary, something I would’ve shook in my boots to do even if I had an army behind me. The woman is vicious, and she has some kind of power over the elite in L.A. that transcends anything anyone could imagine who’s not a part of it. I guess it helps that these kids, whoever they are, aren’t part of the Hollywood elite and don’t give a damn, apparently. But they’ve got some balls all the same.
In the time that I’d been asleep, there was a website set up with millions of followers already. I was almost tempted to believe that bots had been bought to pad the numbers, but at first glance, it didn’t look like it. When I ran through some of the names, they were old accounts, not those new ones with one or two followers that spell bot, with a million numbers after their names instead of actual names.
I read the first headline over and over again, not quite able to take it all in. Three ten-year-olds had just called Mary Hudson nothing more than a madam who pimped out her own kids for fame on the Internet, and they had receipts. The fuck! It was a lot to take in, but people were invested.
It wasn’t only on the website, though; they’d taken the story to social media, and it was being shared like wildfire. Now, that’s all anyone could talk about, and from what little I read in the comments, not many people seemed surprised at this revelation though some were dumbfounded.
For the next few hours, I watched the war being played out online, and it was astronomical. Mary, never one to sit on her laurels, was already doing damage control, but each time she came up with something, username MengeLiNi hit back with facts that, if anyone took the time to investigate, could not be refuted. And it seemed like there were a lot of sleuths on the internet today. I guess it helped that the website offered links to follow to verify every word.
At one point, I got seriously scared for those kids, whoever they are, because of the shit that they were revealing, things I’m sure Mary and her ilk would kill to keep hidden, but then I remembered the Saunders kid and figured if they were ordering him around not one fuck was about to happen to them, not on his watch. I didn’t realize when he said that everyone involved had been compromised that he meant her as well, though.
Some of the things they were posting were screenshots of conversations that had been grabbed from her personal devices, and let’s just say that by the end of the day, she was going to have some pretty serious enemies. She might even face some court time as well because some of the shit they’d exposed was downright criminal. There was nothing about me and my situation as yet, though, but I’m sure that will be coming. I just don’t know when.
The thing that stuck out for me was the fact that MengeLiNi didn’t respond to any comments from fans or other bystanders, but each time Mary, one of her daughters, or someone from her PR team commented or came out with a rebuttal, MengeLiNi came back with another scintillating post that sent the Internet into another feeding frenzy.
I hadn’t felt this excited in a long time, but seeing that family getting dragged all over social media made me feel more alive than I had in way too long. It was as though people had been waiting for someone else to open the tap because it only took about three hours before the floodgates opened up, and all hell broke loose.
These little girls were vicious as shit, too, and had no chill. They talked about Noel’s clothing line that was made by underpaid kids in a third-world country, something Mary had gone to great lengths to keep hidden from the public, and then they went on a personal attack filled with all the truths most people wished they could say.