Chapter 297
Charlotte’s fingers gently traced the surface of the painting. Her fingertips hovered over the figure of Jodle.
In that instant, her eyes filled with tears. “Jodie… my sweet sister…!
A single tear fell
Plop.
It landed on the painting.
Jodie had given her this drawing when Charlotte first came back from Harbor City.
Back then, she had treated her clingy little sister with cold indifference.
But Jodie had never pulled away because of it. Instead, she had only grown more attached to her, more thoughtful and more understanding
as the sweetest, kindest, and most thoughtful child in the world.
Her sister was
Charlotte’s vision blurred, her eyes reddening
She had held herself together all day at the Jasper estate, forcing down her emotions. But now that she was home, she no longer needed to Her heart ached violently. Tears streamed down her face like a string of broken pearls.
She buried her face in her hands, her shoulders trembling with grief. “Jodhe..”
Meanwhile, Zac had already called Vivian.
The truth hit him hard. He had been used, nearly becoming the indirect cause of Charlotte’s death. The guilt was unbearable.
He called Charlotte several times, but she did not answer a single one.
Seeing how dejected he was, Wendy tried to comfort him. But Zac hoved her away.
In his office, Wendy stumbled to the floor. Lowering her gaze, her eyes flashed coldly.
“Charlotte, you brought this on yourself,” she muttered.
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The night, Wendy logged into her social media account and started a livestream.
She had already gained a sizable following by posting short videos of herself playing plano, slowly building a fan base
By the time she returned to Jersey City, her account already had over a million followers,
Recently, she had attracted even more attention with her series “My Sweet Life with My CEO Boyfriend.”
an expensive designer suit, a glimpse of a well–defined
Her latest videos frequently featured glimpses of Zac’s luxury cars, his mansion, the corner of an exp hand, or the silhouette of his tall, lean figure.
As for herself, Wendy always appeared on camera with flawless makeup, dressed head–to–toe in luxury brands, carrying designer handbags. She fully embodied the image of a wealthy heiress.
ate it up
ach new video was instantly flooded with comments:
Ceramatic entrance nounic. The queen has arrived!”
this on my fred again? Back to my broke farm life I got
by villains want to destroy the world.” (with a crying meme attached)
and money seem to go to th
seena to go to the people who already have ju “
- the circle, don’t force it. Sincerely, my plione ”
like this kind of story too”
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“This is what real cyberbullying looks like!”
“Miss, do you need a loyal dog?”
“Oh my god, she’s stunning. What a goddess! I need to have a word with the creator.”
“Beb, taking out a loan to sue my own face.”
“Even though we’ve never seen pour CEO boyfriend’s fače, just those glimpses of his back and hands are driving me wild. You’re so lucky!”
“So sweet and happy. Wishing you forever happiness!”
“Maybe your boyfriend still needs another girlfriend?”
The comments kept coming, day and night. Every video that flaunted her glamorous love life and luxury lifestyle earned hundreds of thousands of likes and comments, sometimes even reaching millions.
Wendy thrived on this attention. Every time she scrolled through the comments, her vanity was completely satisfied
By riding Zac’s fame, showing off their supposed relationship and Lavish life, her follower count had now surpassed five million.
Tonight, she had barely been live for five minutes when over ten thousand viewers had already joined her stream.
On screen, Wendy appeared with h perfect makeup, her face tear–streaked and pitiful.
The chat quickly filled with questions, asking what had happened.
Wendy bit her l
lower lip gently, her innocent, sorrowful gaze fixed on the camera. “Good evening, everyone. I’ve been struggling lately because…. things between me and Mr. Gibson haven’t been going well.
“There’s… been another woman.”
