This story has everything: Diddy, Cassie, a makeup artist who just wanted a nap, and somehow… Prince (RIP, king 👑). Let’s get into this absolutely unhinged episode of “Real Moguls of Beverly Hills.”
So here’s the tea: Day 9 of the Sean “Diddy” Combs court circus is bringing plot twists we didn’t ask for but can’t look away from. Enter stage left: Mylah Morales, a makeup artist who—according to Cassie—was supposed to be living her best life, napping like a queen, while Cassie hit up a last-minute soirée at none other than Prince’s house (yes, that Prince).
Cassie said she hadn’t even RSVP’d to Diddy, didn’t text him a “wyd,” nothing. But the moment she saw him at the party, she bolted like someone who just saw their toxic ex walk into the same Starbucks. She literally said, “I caught a glimpse of him, so I ran out as fast as I could because I thought he was angry.” And apparently, she was right. 😬
Now back to Mylah, the makeup artist just trying to nap her way through the chaos. Sis wakes up in Cassie’s hotel suite to LOUD DRAMA—like, full-on HBO Max level yelling. She hears Cassie and Diddy in the bedroom having a not-so-romantic confrontation behind closed doors. And no, this was not a “let’s talk it out” kind of convo—it was the kind you hear through a hotel wall and immediately fake-sleep through ’cause you’re not about that life.
Moments later, Diddy bounces from the room like a shady character in a crime doc, and Mylah sees Cassie looking like she just went twelve rounds with a UFC fighter—swollen eye, busted lip, knots on her head, the works. Horrific stuff.
Cassie stayed with Mylah for a few days post-incident, and a doctor friend (seriously, where do people find doctor friends? Is there a LinkedIn for that?) came by to check on her. Cassie, like many abuse survivors, refused to go to the hospital. Sad, scary, and way too common.
Mylah didn’t call the police because she was scared, which, given the vibes of this whole story, sounds completely fair. And apparently, after this traumatic night, she and Cassie pulled a full “we don’t talk about Bruno” and never brought it up again. 🫠
During cross-examination, Mylah admitted she’s done a few media interviews this year (because when Don Lemon and Piers Morgan call, you pick up—or at least text back). She’s also appeared in a couple of Diddy-themed exposé docs, because of course she has. This is 2024-2025, where everything awful gets a Netflix limited series.
Meanwhile, Diddy himself is currently fighting a laundry list of serious charges, including sex trafficking, racketeering, and other horrors that sound like deleted scenes from Law & Order: SVU. He’s pleaded not guilty across the board.
This is an ongoing story, but one thing is clear: there’s way more than Bad Boy nostalgia wrapped up in Diddy’s legacy.
