The Girlfriend Selection - Chapter 6

Chapter 6 The next second, the screen lit up. Everything I had gathered over the past month started playing. Screenshots of chat logs, audio clips. Piece after piece, laying out exactly what Fred's group had been doing. Dating multiple girls at once, scoring them like products, tossing out anyone who didn't meet their standards, then laughing about it and humiliating them. The entire room went dead quiet. People just stared, stunned. One of Fred's friends snapped first, shouting, "Who did this? Shut it off, now!" Fred's face had gone completely pale.

He spun around, searching for me ina panic. But I was already gone. By the time chaos broke out, I was in the backseat of a car, heading for the airport. Back at the venue, right as everything started falling apart, the doors slammed open. A group of girls rushed in, the ones who had been lied to and thrown away. Behind them came dozens of reporters and influencers, cameras already rolling. Their eyes burned with anger as they pointed straight at Fred and his friends on stage. The room exploded into noise. "That's them!" one girl shouted.

"They dated a bunch of us at the same time, scored us like we were nothing, and dumped us whenever they felt like it. They even mocked us behind our backs!" One after another, the girls spoke up. "Twas with him for eight months. He dumped me because my family wasn't rich enough, then turned around and went after someone wealthier. He even told people I wasn't good enough for him." "He said I wasn't obedient and docked my points. He claimed I didn't know how to please him and cut me off just like that. I quit my job for him, gave up everything!

And this is how it ended." The men who once carried themselves like they owned the world now stood there, pale and shaken, surrounded with no way out. Someone tried to slip away, but the reporters had already blocked the exits. Camera flashes went off nonstop, lighting up every panicked expression. "Mr. Thompson, do you admit to running this so-called girlfriend selection?" "You were dating multiple women at once and assigning them scores. How do you explain that?" "Your company markets heavily to women.

With behavior like this, are you prepared to lose that entire customer base?" Each question hit like a blade. One of the men tried to push past the microphones and cameras, but a girl grabbed him, yanking him back so hard that he nearly stumbled. "You think you can run now? You had plenty to say when you were lying to me!" Her voice shook with anger. "You said I wasn't good enough for you because I didn't spend enough money on you. Look at you now! Who do you think you're good enough for?" Ayla stood beside Fred, her face drained of color as she took in the chaos.