<b>Chapter 73 </b>
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Tiffany shot Nora a sidelong nce. “So, what are you gonna do? Trying to drag me into this?”
Nora stammered, “I… I’m not trying to drag you into this. You were the one who told me to do it in the first ce. You’re already in this mess, Tiffany.”
Tiffany snorted with a mockingugh. “Nora, you’re the one who posted it, not me. If I refuse to admit anything, who do you think they’ll believe? To everyone here, I’m still the sweet little sister who cares about Alicia. But you? Without me to shield you, just wait for the school to kick you out.”
Tiffany’s maniptive words and veiled threats left Nora feeling hopeless. She realized Tiffany was right–she was cornered, with no way out except to shoulder the consequences for her.
Nora nodded weakly. “Okay, Tiffany. I’ll admit to everything for you. But you have to promise–you’ll make sure I don’t get kicked out of school.”
“Alright, I heard you,” Tiffany said, a hint of impatience in her voice as she turned away to leave. But Nora stopped her again. “Tiffany.”
“What now?” Tiffany shot her a cold look. “Still making demands? Nora, isn’t keeping you safe more than enough?”
Nora kept her eyes down, murmuring, “This time, it’s not going to be so easy for you to walk away clean.”
Tiffany’s temper snapped. “What do you mean by that? Are you threatening me?”
“No. It’s the security footage. They’ve got you on camera–you were caught taking photos,” Nora exined.
“What did you just say?” Tiffany was visibly startled, quickly pulling out her phone to check.
Sure enough, in the security video, she could see herself snapping photos through the crack of the door. Even though it shed by for just a split second, her face was clearly visible.
Panic surged through her as she frantically scrolled down to thements, praying no one had noticed. She immediately messaged the forum moderator, begging them to take the post down.
But as she kept scrolling, she realized tons of people had already caught on. Some even screenshotted that split second where she was peeking through the crack in the door, and they circled her face in bright red so nobody could miss it.
The entirement section was flooded with hate.
Comment A: [No way, Tiffany was the one who took the photo? Unbelievable! She’s seriously trying to ruin her own sister. Wasn’t <b>she </b>supposed to be the sweet little angel? Wasn’t she always so nice to Alicia?]
Comment B: [People who look like saints but have demons lurking inside are downright terrifying.]
Comment C: [Holy crap, Tiffany is next–level scheming. She snapped those pics right when the drama was hottest, cut everyone else out, blurred the background–she’s straight up making us her weapons against Alicia.]
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Comment D: [Thank goodness <b>I </b>never dragged Alicia. I only came for the spectacle, but this time, I’m ming Tiffany hard. What’s wrong with you, Tiffany? Why drag President Lee into your drama with your sister? <b>What </b>did he ever do to you? He’s always gone to bat for <b>us! </b>You really think you can smear him like that? Not <b>a </b>chance.]
Comment E: [Big bounty! Spill Tiffany’s location if you see her–I’m ready to me her to ashes and stick for President Lee.]
She darted frantic nces around–thank god the Office of Student Conduct was empty. No way was she going back to ss now, and there was zero chance to call her chauffeur for a pickup. Yanking her cap low over her eyes, Tiffany sprinted straight out of the school and gged down a cab home.
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When she got home, Hugh wasn’t there. Maria saw her bolt for her room, looking a mess<b>, </b>and hurried after her. “Tiffany, my sweet girl, what’s wrong? Did someone at school bully you? Was it Alicia again? Why do you look so upset?”
Tiffany yanked off her hat and threw herself into Maria’s arms. “Mom, Alicia… she’s framing me at school. She posted something on the school forum, and now everyone’s hating on me.” <fn8121> This update is avable on FιndＮovel</fn8121>
Maria’s face darkened with anger. “What? She’s really gone too far this time. I’m calling her right now–she has to set the record straight for you and say sorry.”
With that, Maria grabbed her phone and tried Alicia’s number, but couldn’t get through at all.
Maria was about to explode–Alicia had actually blocked her.
She went over to one of the maids, borrowed her phone, and tried calling Alicia again.
Alicia was sitting in her ssroom, reading, when her phone buzzed. She nced at the unfamiliar number and answered, “Hello?”
Maria nearly lost it the second she heard Alicia’s voice. “Alicia, who do you think you are now? How dare you post that nonsense on the school forum and try to nder your own sister? Have youpletely lost your mind?
“The Lawrence family took you in, raised you like our own, and this is how you repay us–by bing our enemy? You lived in luxury for years, enjoying Tiffany’s life in our house, and now that it’s time for you to pay her back, you just run off–and you still have the nerve to smear her?
“Listen to me: you’d better delete every single thing you posted, or don’t even think about evering back to the Lawrence family. Don’t ever call me Mom again. From now on, you’re just some outsider with no family to fall back on.”
Maria knew exactly what Alicia cared about–and every single time, she used those words to threaten her. It always worked like a charm.
But Alicia was no longer the same girl she used to be. She couldn’t care less about the Lawrence family now, and Maria meant absolutely nothing to her <b>as </b>a mother.
Alicia replied with icy calm, “Mrs. Lawrence, maybe check the facts next time before running your mouth. And for the record, I have no ns to return to the Lawrence family, and I definitely won’t ever call you Mom. That’s all. Goodbye—actually, goodbye forever. Don’t ever call me again—I have better things to do.”
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With that, she hung up.
Maria was about to lose it. She screamed at the top of her lungs.
Her hand whipped out, and she mmed the phone hard against the floor.
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The maid could only <b>stare </b>in shock–her precious, barely–a–week–old phoney in shattered pieces on the ground. Her heart just about broke.
Maria gritted her teeth and went over tofort Tiffany, patting her gently. “Tiffany, don’t feel bad. I’ll have your dad set Alicia straight. Last time, he wanted her expelled, but you wouldn’t let him. Look at her now- she’s always making trouble for you at school.”
Tiffany curled up in Maria’s arms, sobbing. “Mom, I know I messed up.
“Previously, I just wanted Adam to stick around, and I really thought I could get along with Alicia. But I never imagined she’d hate me this much.
“She stole my life, lived it for twelve whole years, and now she’s the one who hates me? Shouldn’t it be me who hates her?”
She wept harder, apologizing and venting all her heartbreak at once.
Maria’s heart ached for her. She hugged Tiffany tight, patting her back while venting her fury at Alicia. “That ungrateful wretch–after everything our family did for her, and she still has the nerve to stab you in the back?
“She owes you her whole life, yet still schemes to hurt you.
“Don’t worry, sweetie. When she finally gets expelled, we’ll see how fast shees begging us for help.”
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