Sure enough, as she went about her work, she caught someone peeking at her. The person quickly averted his gaze and started whispering with his colleague.

Lyla's unease grew. Just then, a tall man with glasses strode up to her.

"Hey Lyla, I heard you sent that post this morning. Impressive stuff!" he said with a curious grin.

Lyla slammed down the materials in her hands, her anger building.

"What are you talking about? How could I do something so heartless and boring? Ariana is a newcomer and doesn't deserve anyone's attention.”

The man just chuckled.

"Oh, really? Are you sure you're telling the truth?" he said with a suggestive tone.

Lyla was about to lose her temper when one of her female colleagues pulled her aside and whispered in her ear.

"The post you deleted this morning has been restored, and the anonymousness has been lifted, and even..." the woman trailed off, unable to continue. She gave Lyla’s arm a push and said urgently, "You need to go check it out. Something big has happened."

Lyla's heart sank. She had a terrible feeling about this. She quickly logged into the company's intranet to see what was going on. Sure enough, the post was back up.

But this time, the anonymous account had been stripped of its anonymity and her own profile picture had been used in its place.

Trembling, Lyla clicked on the post and felt her stomach drop as she saw the contents.

It was a series of photos showing her with different men, entering and leaving a hotel room. Her mind went blank with shock.

The comments were even worse.

"Wow, Lyla really knows how to entertain so many men. I wonder how she does it."

“Lyla, the social butterfly of SJ Entertainment, is living up to her name."

"It's funny that she had the nerve to post about Ariana. She obviously has more interesting stories herself!"

“Oh my god, why are there photos of them in bed? How could she even sleep with such a fat man?"

"Did you see what's even juicier? The second to last photo is Mr. Russell, the manager of the technical operations department!"

“Whoa! Mr. Russell's daughter is about the same age as Lyla. He seems like such a simple person. How could he be seduced by a temptress like Lyla? This is just shocking."