Ivy was as innocent as a lamb, yet they brazenly slung mud at her, dousing her in scandal as if it were nothing.
Her poor family background, twisted in their mouths, became a curse she bore-a harbinger of doom, they claimed!
Ivy never once exploited her familyâs woes for publicity, save for that one unfortunate snapshot by a nosy paparazzo. She never mingled with the Howards for the sake of headlines.
Why, then, should such mishaps stick to her like gum on a shoe?
Her fans were fuming on her behalf, but the online world was abuzz with whispers, and it seemed everyone had bought into the narrative that Ivy was shrouded in some kind of misfortune buff.
And then there was Clara, leaping back into the fray.
Since her last shenanigan, Claraâs career had plummeted, nose-diving into the abyss.
Even after scheming with Mara to ambush Ivy with a pack of paparazzi, snapping shots of her and Balfour, the public saw through the ploy, charmed instead by the coupleâs striking compatibility.
The news only fueled Claraâs seething envy. Now that she had the chance to sling insults at Ivy, she wasnât about to let it slide.
What did it matter if her own fans berated her? They couldnât touch her through their screens.
[Iâve always said Ivy was bad news. Back in the day, the Dunhills were rolling in dough. But ever since Ivy came along, our family lost its shine. My fatherâs business tanked. Go on, check our companyâs records if you donât believe me. If it werenât for Ivy, Iâd still be living the high life as a socialite. Itâs all her fault, and now, even scraping by in showbiz, she wonât give me a break! What kind of sister is so vicious?] Clara ranted.
Ivyâs fans scoffed at her tirade, flooding the comment section with disdain.
[Showbiz is vast; Ivy isnât the puppet master you make her out to be. Why else would you be losing gigs if not for that fib you told, alienating sponsors? Stop judging others by your petty standards.)
Clara, unhinged, lashed out in a keyboard war with the fans.
[How do you know your queen isnât pulling all the strings? Have you seen who sheâs cozying up to?
The Howards are not to be taken lightly. Without Mr. Howardâs backing, do you think Ivy could have established her own studio so quickly? Iâve got more dirt, you know. Curious?]
People online were popcorn-ready, thrilled at the prospect of a virtual showdown.
[Spill it if youâre so bold. Whatâs with all this beating around the bush? If your sister really had that much sway, you wouldnât be here, hopping around like a flea and making us sick to our stomachs.]
Truthfully, if Ivy had that kind of power, she wouldnât tolerate Claraâs antics.
Other fans were a little shaken, though. They trusted Ivy, but Claraâs wild card behavior was unsettling.
Ivy had suffered enough from the rumors; they couldnât stand to see her hurt again by baseless claims.
âLetâs just drop it,â they pleaded.