Chapter 39

All the news media, all the social networks, all the channels, the radio stations and the newspapers, all the journalists, were waiting to jump on me. My life became a nightmare for weeks. I had to keep my children hidden so that no one could get close to them and practically live locked up. We retreated to Vladivostok in the meantime, to my mother’s hometown, until the commotion passed.

Within a few weeks, the situation calmed down and little by little I stopped hearing and reading my name everywhere. The difficult thing was enduring the process. I only gave one television interview and my father forbade any further contact with the media; that turned out to be one of the few times in my life that I agreed with him on anything. Not having access to me meant momentary chaos; it didn’t take long for fake photos and news to appear that the VLC Group press entity was in charge of denying in my place.

My entire Circle came together again to do their work as my protectors, an