Helena liked every singlement insulting Rosalie using her alternate ounts. The sense of revenge filled her with a satisfaction she had never experienced before.


    But at the same time, the post felt like a sword hanging over her


    head. One wrong move, and it woulde crashing down to destroy her life. So when the post was finally deleted, she felt both regretful and relieved.


    Most of the school already knows what kind of person Rosalie is,'' she thought. ''Keeping the post up would''ve just been a liability.''


    But someone actually reposted it. And worse, they posted it during Rosalie''s peak moment of poprity today.


    If the original post had only reached the schoolmunity, this repost had gone viral. With Rosalie being a hot topic, anything rted to her was now trending. The situation had spiraled out of control. Rosalie Helena thought, What will I do? Beat her up? Or... expose the real truth? I''d rather take a beating than let that happen. Otherwise, how could I ever show my face at school again?''


    The more she thought about it, the more terrified she became. Her whole body trembled, and she failed to notice the figure that had silently appeared in front of her.


    Why are you shaking like that? Walked too many dark paths and ran into a ghost?" The familiar voice, cold as death itself, entered her ears. Startled, Helena dropped her phone to the ground.


    She jerked her head up and saw Rosalie standing before her. Her already pale face turned an even ghastlier shade of white.


    "R-Rosalie... why are you here?" Her voice trembled uncontrobly, a fear


    of Rosalie etched deep into her bones.


    Rosalie casually rolled up her sleeves, her expression unreadable. She spoke calmly, "I heard you''ve


    been a little confusedtely. Seems like you enjoy pinning your family''s dirtyundry on other people."


    Her eyes locked onto Helena''s face, her bottomless gaze like a demon''s abyss, ready to swallow her whole. "W-


    What do you mean?"


    "Nothing much," Rosalie replied. "Just thought I''d help clear your head so you''ll stop forgetting what kind of trash you are."


    As soon as she finished speaking, Helena let out a sharp scream. Rosalie grabbed her by the hair, yanking her up from her seat and dragging her out of the ssroom.


    "Rosalie, let me go! What are you doing? Let go of me!" Helena was terrified, screaming and struggling the entire way. But the more she resisted, the more her scalp Burt under Rosalie''s grip.


    Students at Hawthorne University were used to seeing Rosalie with a pleasant smile. None of them had


    ever seen her this furious befo


    The aiDaround her radiated a deadly aura, warning everyone to stay


    away.


    Rosalie dragged Helena all the way


    to the school''s hot spring pool and shoved her head into the water.


    Helena iled and struggled desperately under Rosalie''s grip, but it was useless. She couldn''t even scream- all she could do was thrash helplessly.


    The students passing by werepletely stunned by the scene. Not a single one dared to step forward to stop her. After nearly a full minute, Rosalie yanked Helena''s head out of the water by her hair.


    "Feeling clearer now?" she asked.


    “Rosalie, L... I''m going to tell Dad! Dad won''t let this-


    Before she could finish, Rosalie


    shoved her head back into the water. "Still not clear enough, huh? I guèss more washes might help you out what kind of trash you are


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