Wendy didn''t just trend once but made it to the trending list three times.


    Only this time, none of the trending topics were in her favor.


    #PlotTwist!DeeDeelstheMistress


    #DeeDeelncitesFanstoHarassPeople


    #FakeSocialite DeeDee


    Each of the three trending posts came with evidence.


    The post exposing Wendy as a homewrecker included screenshots of her chat history with Zachary from when she first returned to the country, as well as messages she sent to Zachary''s then-girlfriend, Tessa, tantly provoking her.


    The topment under that post came from someone iming to know Wendy in real life.


    "She was the mistress. When she first returned to the country, Mr. Gomez hadn''t broken up with his girlfriend yet. Everyone in our circle knew about it."


    After that,izens swarmed thements, tearing Wendy apart.


    Of course, some of her fans tried to defend her, insisting the screenshots were fake.


    The second trending topic-about Wendy inciting her fans to harass people— featured videos of the sses-wearing man who had attempted the attack and the crazy fangirl who had cursed at Tessa in the street. Both had been arrested. The police had also released an official statement confirming the incidents.


    It explicitly stated that the male fan, Ambrose Wells, had acted out of hatred after Wendy''s live stream ount was banned and was now under criminal investigation for intentional assault.


    It also mentioned that the female fan, Abigail Jensen, had harassed Tessa in public after being incited by Wendy online and had been detained for 15 days.


    With videos, photos, and an official police statement, the evidence against Wendy was undeniable.


    Thement section exploded with outrage.


    The third trending topic exposed Wendy''s real identity.


    She wasn''t some rich socialite but an ordinary girl from a middle-ss family. Her entire lifestyle, from luxury bags to fancy houses, came from leeching off Zachary after breaking his rtionship with Tessa.


    In thements, someone imed that Tessa was the real heiress.


    They even posted photos of Tessa at a banquet at the Yates residence, as well as pictures of her driving a luxury car and having afternoon tea at a five-star hotel.


    "Insider here! Guys, the real heiress is Tessa. Her family owns a whole estate. She has more luxury cars and designer goods than you could count. Wendy, the gold-digger, doesn''t evenpare."


    "A wannabe influencer trying to ride on the coattails of the Yates family heiress? Wow, that''s both stupid and evil."


    "Hey, Wendy fans. Your ''queen'' isn''t even fit to bepared to Ms. Yates."


    "I can''t believe this drama''s about people I know! Seriously, using the Yates family heiress of being a homewrecker? What a joke! I went to college with Ms. Yates. She''s turned down more hot guys than you''ve had hot meals. You all need to stop spreading nonsense."


    Public opinion flipped overnight.


    Wendy''s face twisted with rage as she scrolled through post after post.


    With a loud crash, she threw her phone to the ground, her voice trembling with fury as she screamed, "Bitch!"


    ...


    At the Jacobson residence, a man with sses was tied to an iron pir in the airtight basement.


    Wearing protective gloves, Lawrence held a ss bottle in his hand. He looked at the man with a sinister smile.


    "You''re a fan of sulfuric acid, huh?"


    Ambrose''s eyes were filled with


    terror.


    he


    red, "N-No... I-I-I''m get


    His face was deathly pale as


    Please... Please don''t..."


    Lawrence''s gaze turned cold, and his smile was sharp and cruel. Out experiencing what it''s!


    è sulfuric acid burn your st


    "Ahhh! No. No, please help! Somebody help me!"


    Ambrose''s screams echoed through the basement.


    But Lawrence only grew more excited, clicking his tongue in satisfaction.


    "Hey,pared to the concentrated acid you tried to throw on Ms. Yates, this diluted stuff is nothing."


    Although the sulfuric acid had been diluted, it was still corrosive.


    Blisters and small holes began to appear on the man''s face, turning his features into a grotesque mess.


    "Ahhh-kill me! Please, just kill me! Put me out of my misery!" The man howled in agony.


    Lawrence let out a coldugh. "Kill you? Do you think you deserve a quick death?"


    With that, he picked up a dropper, drew half a tube of acid, and slowly dripped it onto the back of the man''s hand.


    "Pain''s only fun when itsts."