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    “A woman who wrecks marriages deserves to be dragged by the whole inte!”


    Before long, the tone of the attacks shifted again, aiming to prop up another false narrative.


    “How does someone who goes after married men still have fans? Poor Rosanna — what exactly did she do wrong? She only mistook a bracelet left by her grandmother. And now she’s the viin? What is this worlding to?”


    “Exactly!”


    “Either Maia’s buying fake fans or paying people off. Anyone withmon sense can see Rosanna’s the real victim here!”


    “Rosanna’s the real daughter of the Morgan family! She thought the bracelet was hers, and who could me her? That old woman siding with an outsider over her own blood is what’s truly shameful!”


    “Rosanna’s a saint. She keeps her head down, doesn’t argue, doesn’t retaliate. That’s what true ss looks like!”


    Snapping her phone shut, Maia let out a soft, humorlessugh.


    The smear campaign felt familiar, the same tired tactic they used years ago when they pinned a theft she nevermitted on her. Maia almostughed. Four years had passed, and Rosanna was still dragging out the same worn-out ybook. Only now, Maia was not the naive girl she had been back then.


    If Rosanna insisted on picking a fight, then Maia saw no reason to keep ying nice.


    Across town, inside Vince’s office, the atmosphere was sharp and heavy. Brian stood stiffly by the door, his face tight with unease.


    “Mr. Ward, the traffic we bought is starting to work. Public opinion’s turning fast. Maia’s being ripped apart online.”


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    Leaning back in his chair, Vince tapped his long fingers against the polished surface of his desk, the rhythm slow and deliberate. A cold smile ghosted across his lips. “Keep it going. Don’t let the fire burn out.”


    Brian shifted on his feet, gathering a little courage before asking, “Mr. Ward, are you nning topletely destroy her reputation?”


    At that, Vince’s eyes snapped to him, sharp and glinting like a de. “Do your job. Don’t ask questions.”


    Brian dipped his head quickly and made his exit without another word.


    Left alone, Vince narrowed his eyes, his mind spinning with quiet calction. Destroying Maia’s reputation? That would be ideal. Once the world turned its back on her and she had nowhere to run, she would crawl back to him — exactly where he wanted her.


    The online uproar continued to escte. The scandal of Maia allegedly seducing a married man and being kept as a mistress by an older man showed no signs of dying down; instead, it grew increasingly intense.


    Marketing ounts fanned the mes relentlessly, framing her as the perfect example of a “shameless seductress.” The trending threads overflowed with filth and nder.


    “How can anyone be this low?”


    “No wonder she bounced back so fast after thest scandal. She had an old man pulling strings for her!”


    “Do you think Cooper Group’s statement was bought and paid for by her sugar daddy?”


    “Vincenzo owns a jewelry boutique, right? Maybe he’s tied up with Radiant Jewels, too.”


    “If that’s true, then Radiant Jewels’ so-called rification isn’t worth a thing. Just another dirty deal between rich vultures!”


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