Chapter 7 - Tabloid Reporters Capture Every Devastating Word On Camera
Paparazzi swarmed the press box like hungry wolves closing in on a wounded, bleeding deer.
Microphones attached to long boom poles hovered precariously overhead, capturing every whispered insult and heavy breath.
“Did you hear what Eleanor said about leftovers? That quote is going straight to Page Six!” a reporter shouted.
“Get me a macro shot of her diamond earrings; I want to verify if they’re real or borrowed,” another editor yelled.
The digital cameras were running at maximum frame rates, recording every twitch of muscle and micro-expression.
Eleanor knew the cameras were rolling, using every second of screen time to project absolute power.
She turned toward the flashing lenses, offering a cool, enigmatic smile that screamed calculated vengeance.
Her public relations team was already monitoring Twitter and Instagram feeds from a command center downtown.
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Within minutes, clips of the red carpet confrontation were trending #1 across the entire North American continent.
The modern digital age ensured that private agony became public entertainment within fractions of a second.
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