TP easily booked a VIP room. Rin stood outside the lounge, giving privacy to Tia and TP.
Inside, TP took a remote control and minimize the volume of the blasting sound. A faint happy melody could now be heard.
The VIP room has a centralized remote system, and patrons can control the mood of the light, volume of the sound and also changed the music even the scent can be controlled.
Sitting down, she looked at Tia and intriguely demanded.
"Sooooo... Spill the tea (¹) bitch."
Tia cleared her throat, she chugged down a glass of cold beer and started to talk about everything that happened to her yesterday.
From her getting wasted, her secret identity almost getting exposed, manager Qin's attempted rape and CEO Lee being her knight in shining armor to their lunch out and Rin following her. She didn't left out any details.
TP was shocked after hearing her story.
"Shameless bastard!!!!"
She yelled. She wanted to look for Manager Qin and gave him a good beating.
Tia at first also wanted to go seek and sue Manager Qin for harrassment, but she's afraid that her secret being the "Fox.Queen" will also be exposed.
Suddenly remembering about her account Tia hastily checked her phone. Then she logged in to kinkstagram, but she received an error message.
"Account does not exist."
She double checked, and she was sure her username and password are correct but after receiving an error message again, she told TP.
"bitch, check your kinkstagram account I can't logged in."
TP looked at her, then she showed her her phone. She's already at kinkstagram browsing.
"search for my account."
Tia said. TP harshly throw her phone at her.
"Do it yourself, bitch." then she grabbed her drink and chugged the ice cold beer down.
A "no result found" message flashed as Tia searched for her account. She double checked and she's sure she input the correct username.
She checked her alternative email that she use to register for kinkstagram, and she saw an email stating that her account has been successfully deleted.
She checked the time stamp and it was yesterday at 6:00 pm.
Puzzled, she ponder but she can't remember deleting her account. And the time stamp says 6pm yesterday.
She knows that she's already been sleeping soundly by that time. And upon realizing what had happened she exclaimed.
"Someone deleted my account."
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(¹) Spill the tea - slang for "tell the gossip" or "story"