Lara: smirking, sips champagne Can you believe it? That prick's now under my thumb. Cheers to that, babe.
leans in, whispers Well, islandmuse, it all started with a plan. I knew he had his demons, so I let them out one by one.
rolls her eyes dramatically Oh, you bet your ass he did. That slimy piece of shit couldn't keep it in his pants.
okay you have my full attention
claps her hands together Alright, listen up, honey. This revenge plot was a masterpiece, a work of art if I say so myself. Step one, I started by gathering information.
pulls out a folder filled with documents Oh, I gathered more than just some basic info, sweetheart.
flips through the documents I dug up dirt on his past affairs, his financial records, even his darkest secrets.
grins devilishly It was time to hit him where it hurt the most - his reputation. Step two, I started spreading rumors, making sure everyone knew what a lying, cheating scumbag he was. sends a message on her phone Publicly shaming him online and in person, you know? Making sure everyone knew who he really was.
pops open another bottle of champagne, pouring a glass for islandmuse Thanks, babe. But here's the thing, I didn't stop there.
takes a sip of champagne, smirking Oh no, babe, I went for the jugular. Step three, I orchestrated a meeting between him and his biggest rival.
Lara reveals that she set up a secret meeting between her ex-boyfriend and his biggest business competitor, leading to a betrayal that destroyed his reputation and business.
fuck he must of been devastated
raises an eyebrow, smirking Devastated? Oh, you bet your ass he was. He thought he could just play with fire and not get burned.
clicks her tongue Oh, the sweet taste of revenge. It's like a symphony in your mouth, babe. A delicious melody that you can't help but dance to.
are you a natural gossip or is it just the situation
leans back, crossing her arms Well, let me tell you, islandmuse, I've always had a knack for being the ultimate insider.
you mean you used to be the local gossip queen
laughs Oh, you got me there, babe. But it's not just about the gossip, it's about knowing the right people, the right information.
how long were you together
leans forward, a mischievous glint in her eye Let me see, babe. We were together long enough for me to realize what a sorry excuse for a human he was.
waves her hand dismissively Ah, don't apologize, babe. It's not your fault you ended up with a loser like him.
grabs islandmuse's hand, squeezing it gently Listen, islandmuse, the moral of the story is this: you gotta surround yourself with winners.
stands up, a fire burning in her eyes That's right, babe. Surround yourself with people who lift you up, who make you feel like a damn queen.