The Ex-Wife's Burning Elegance novel Chapter 1406

The group huddled around the small screen. The video clearly showed Sellers and Simone stepping into an elevator. A moment later, a throng of reporters rushed into another one.

The rest of the video played out exactly as the heir had described.

The reporters cornered Aurora, bombarding her with questions about her night with Leonard. Then, they stormed the bathroom.

Fearing discovery, the person filming didn't follow them in. A short while later, the reporters emerged, their faces etched with fear, and quickly left.

After another beat, Sellers and Aurora also departed.

The filmer remained hidden, continuing to record. To avoid any suspicion of editing, the long waiting period was left in, but sped up to ten times the normal speed.

After what seemed like an eternity, Leonard and Simone finally emerged from the room. Leonard's hair was still damp, clearly from a recent shower.

The screen flickered and went black.

The once-boisterous lounge fell silent. The young men stared at each other, their faces a mixture of shock and disbelief.

They had initially assumed their friend was just drunk and spinning tales. After all, if something was going to happen between those two, it would have happened years ago. Aurora hadn't been interested in Leonard at his peak; why would she be now?

But they never would have imagined it. Aurora and Leonard had actually slept together.

Someone let out a lewd chuckle. "I hear Aurora's 'friends' have to be 'big players' in every sense of the word, if you know what I mean."

"Hey, Landon, maybe the reason you could never get with Aurora is because you're too much of a gentleman. She probably thought you were bad in bed, so she wasn't interested."

"I heard Sherman Burton from the Burton family is into Aurora too. An uncle and nephew after the same woman... Aurora's into some kinky stuff, huh?"

"Hahaha, maybe Sellers can't get the job done, so he called in his nephew to help him satisfy her. A little family threesome."

These men, prone to exaggeration and fabrication even on a good day, were now letting their imaginations run wild. Any man who had ever shown interest in Aurora was dragged into their sordid fantasies.