Chapter 262:
As for the bet they had just made, she could simply deny it. It seemed absurd that a mere bet could land her in prison!
âHarlee, Iâm feeling a bit of a headache. May I go rest? I promise to honor our bet,â Adelina said, pretending to be weak and staggering slightly.
Harleeâs lips twitched into a faint smile.
âNo, you shouldnât miss whatâs coming next.â
Just then, the broadcast filled the room.
âRegarding the recent viral posts, weâve identifiedâ¦â
Adelinaâs eyes shot open.
Her mind went blank, unable to grasp the rest of what was being broadcast. She tried to stay composed, reminding herself that her posts were anonymous and untraceable. Yet, despite her efforts to reassure herself, her complexion stayed pale.
Whispers started circulating among those nearby.
âThe broadcast just announced theyâve found the person responsible for those malicious posts against Miss Sanderson. Who could dislike her enough to post over a dozen times?â
âIs it just me, or did Miss Sanderson just give Adelina a weird look?â
âI noticed that too⦠Oh no, could Adelina be the one behind those terrible posts? Why would she do that? Didnât she address Miss Sanderson as Harlee in a sweet tone? They seemed to be on good terms.â
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âI heard Miss Sanderson used to be part of the Gill family, and Adelina only returned to the Gills later.â People began to stare at Adelina.
âIt wasnât me! Stop throwing around unfounded accusations!â Adelina shouted, losing her composure in a burst of panic.
Her outburst only intensified the criticism from the crowd.
Even those who hadnât previously suspected her started to criticize her harshly. Not just the crowd present, but online viewers also joined in the criticism.
âAre you all blind? The Sanderson Group has shown us proof.â
âThis is so disgusting.
Host, stop wasting time on this vicious woman. We want to see Miss Sandersonâ¦â
âI agree. Iâve heard Miss Sanderson carries herself with more elegance than a celebrity.
Can the host show her instead?â
When Adelina heard the criticism from others, her face went completely white, drained of all color.
Her fingers shook so much that she couldnât even make a fist.
Her voice wavered, but she continued to defend herself.
âWhat does this have to do with me? The posts were anonymous.
How can you just pin this on me?â
At that critical moment, Harlee stepped forward and faced Adelina.
âWant proof?â She smirked, pulling out her phone and showing the latest statement from the Sanderson Group.
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