Chapter 418: Chapter 472

Chapter 472 In the comments section of this tweet, someone mentioned that Mariela was a really wealthy socialite.

Menu Someone posted photos of Mariela at the Logan family’s estate party, driving luxury cars, and having afternoon tea at a five–star hotel.

“LOL, as someone in the know, let me spill the tea. The Ms. Logan you’re talking about is a really wealthy socialite. Her family owns estates, luxury cars, and countless designer items. Juliette, the gold–digger, better stay away.”

“How dare an influencer dare to scheme Ms. Logan? Stupid and malicious.”

“Julie’s stupid fans, your idol isn’t even worthy of carrying Mariela’s shoes.”

“I can’t believe I’m seeing someone I know in this drama. Seriously, someone actually spread rumors that the Logan family’s heiress is a mistress? That’s a first. I was Mariela’s college classmate, and the number of handsome guys she’s rejected is more than you’ve seen in your life. Rumors really spread like wildfire!”

In an instant, the online comments went reverse.

Juliette scrolled through the tweets, her face twisted with anger.

She slammed her phone on the ground and shouted, “Bitch!”

At Lennon’s base.

In an airtight basement, a man with glasses was tied to an iron pillar.

Lennon’s subordinate, Matthew, wearing protective gloves, held a glass bottle and looked at Jakob with interest. “You really like sulfuric acid, huh?”

Jakob’s eyes were filled with panic, his face pale. He stammered, “No... I-... I don’t like it... Please... Please don’t...”

Matthew’s eyes gleamed with cruelty, his smile sinister.“Let’s see h eyes gleamed with cruelty, his smile sinister. “Let’s see how it feels to be corroded by sulfuric acid...”

Screams all the way.

“Help, help me...”

The man’s screams echoed endlessly.

But the more Matthew listened, the more excited he became. “Wow, compared to the concentrated sulfuric acid you threw at Ms.

Logan, this diluted stuff is nothing.”

Even though the sulfuric acid was diluted, it was still corrosive.

Jakob’s face was burned and corroded by the acid, leaving small holes that made him look horrifying and unrecognizable.

Jakob screamed in agony.“Kill me, kill me! I’d rather go to hell!”

Matthew sneered, “Hell? Do you deserve it?”

As he spoke, he used a dropper to draw half a tube of sulfuric acid and dripped it onto Jakob’s hand. “It’s more fun to play slowly like this...”