Rosaline Brookes:-
" Excuse me! Who are you calling a liar? And why?" I asked or more like shout back on his face " And, for God's sake put something on. Your friend is touching me and is very hard." I said these words in barely an audible voice. Oliver pulled back only to wrap the sheet below his waist and spoke.
" You heard me right because you are a liar you took advantage of my drunk state and now you are making up a story of being drunk and your drink getting spiked by someone else. You models are the same. Liars and gold diggers who use wealthy businessmen like me to climb the ladder of success. You are whores and mistresses now tell me what you want or how much you want to keep your mouth shut because I don't want anyone to find out I slept with models like you." Oliver accused me
