At the Midnight Club...
"Did you take care of it?" Erik's sounded tired.
"Yes, Erik. All the photos and articles were deleted." Marlon quickly replied.
"Find out who is responsible and make sure that the person is out of industry tomorrow."
Marlon gagged. How ruthless.
"Uhmm, Erik isn't it obvious who is responsible? Those photos were taken from Italy."
Erik glared at him.
"Ok, boss! Tomorrow, heads will roll." Marlon laughed lightly.
"You know all too well that I don't want my private matters on the internet." Erik snapped at him.
"Heh, but the wedding photos with Aryana is okay with you? " Alex butted in.
"That's different. That's a commercial." Erik defended.
Alex, Franco, and Marlon chuckled at the same time.
