Chapter 261: Chapter 261

Chapter 261:

“You don’t appreciate me now. Just wait. If you miss this chance, I’ll see you at the next one, @Clint.”

With just a few tweets, Clint escalated the situation to its peak. Suddenly, all skepticism evaporated, replaced by a wave of netizens issuing apologies to Harlee. One after another, trending topics emerged, all featuring hashtags apologizing to Harlee.

Meanwhile, Adelina clenched her fists so tightly that they almost bled, her eyes burning with fury.

Adelina was far from reconciled with how swiftly Harlee had turned the tables. Why? How did Harlee always manage to handle the situation? How had Harlee earned a PhD from a top university in Mechuique at just 20? Why was Harlee an aerospace engineer at the National Aerospace Agency? Why did it seem that Harlee was exceptional in every aspect?

Tears of envy trickled down Adelina’s cheeks as she stood frozen, consumed by bitterness.

Everyone around her fell silent, shocked by the revelations and feeling ashamed.

Yet, there were those who reacted differently. The three hundred students from the Aerospace Mechanical Engineering Department erupted in cheers, and some even cried with relief now that Harlee’s name was cleared.

Heaven knew the pressure they had faced dealing with the online trolls.

Dorsey’s hands shook with excitement. She had idolized Harlee for nearly five years. She had chosen Baythorn University’s Aerospace Mechanical Engineering Department because of Harlee’s first published paper.

“Miss Sanderson, I… I’m a huge fan of yours.

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Could I get your autograph after the lecture?” Dorsey asked, her voice quivering.

Harlee was taken aback. She couldn’t fathom why Dorsey admired her so much, but she honored Dorsey’s request. She blinked and gave a slight nod.

The other students clamored for their chance, exclaiming, “I want one too…”

Then, someone from the crowd called out, “Hey, does anyone remember the bet? So, what happens with that now?”

Adelina’s glare was lethal, as if she could shatter the recent speaker with her gaze alone.

At that moment, her phone lit up with a notification that Baythorn University and the Sanderson Group had issued a joint legal notice.

“Recently, certain online users have circulated slanderous statements about Miss Harlee Sanderson, the Sanderson family, and Baythorn University. We are gathering evidence of these violations against the reputations of Miss Sanderson, the Sanderson Group, and Baythorn University. We will pursue legal action against those who engage in serious infringements or fail to stop their activities. Offenders will be required to make public apologies and pay damages. The internet is still subject to the law. Online commenters must stay within legal limits, avoid crossing these boundaries, and help foster a positive online atmosphere.”

Adelina was so furious that she felt like hurling her phone away.

Her eyes seethed with hatred. She had put in more effort and made greater sacrifices than Harlee, but why was Harlee always ahead? Why did so many support Harlee? Why did influential people defend her?

Adelina was filled with hatred, not fear. She doubted she would be put in prison, convinced that no one could link those posts to her.

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