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    “Her silence says it all. She has no ns to show up. Let’s be real, not everyone is generous. Maia’s just a sharp businesswoman who thrives on publicity. Haven’t you noticed she alwayses out ahead after every controversy?”


    When Chris reached the end of those nasty remarks, his expression hardened. He had never imagined that one simple invitation—just a card—could stir such chaos and spark an online storm.


    He shot a cold nce at the Cooper Group headquarters, his eyes steady with determination.


    There was no mistaking it. This had Kiley’s fingerprints all over it.


    That so-called invitation was nothing but bait.


    What she really wanted was to whip up a storm online and drag Maia into a public trial.


    Even if Maia had legitimate ns or was quietly setting up real charity work, the crowd would still brand her as heartless. This wasn’t random. It was a nned media trap.


    Chris narrowed his eyes while his fists tightened against his legs.


    Without wasting a second, he yanked open the car door and dropped into the driver’s seat.


    The moment the door closed, he signed in to Twitter using his hidden ount, “Justiceze.”


    His thumbs raced over the screen as he fired off posts defending Maia.


    “Are we sure Maia’s the one refusing to join, or is someone just spinning this story to ruin her name?”


    “Maia hasn’t even answered yet, so why is everyone already assuming she turned it down?”


    “What’s with all these clueless trolls? Who did Maia supposedly upset now?”


    The posts spread fast, drawingments and shares, especially from her loyal fans. They refused to ept that Maia had no interest in the charity event. To them, there had to be another exnation for her silence.


    At the same time, some users started asking who “Justiceze” really was. Every time Maia came under fire, that ount always appeared to shield her. A few even floated the idea that her husband might be behind the ount, though the rumor never gained much ground.<fn0dec> ???s ??????? ?s ?????? ?? f?i?n?d?n?o?v?e?l?</fn0dec>


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    What drew everyone’s attention was the question of why Maia had chosen silence, all the more puzzling because the invitation hade from the Cooper Group. Even if she had no desire to be there, she could have given some exnation or excuse instead of acting as though it had never reached her.


    Meanwhile, Ethan sat in his hospital bed, jaw clenched as he kept refreshing the page on his phone. Even though he was still weak, he forced himself to fight through the pain, his fingers flying as he fired back at Maia’s attackers online.


    The hospital door creaked open just as a familiar female voice rang out. “Ethan!”


    Ethan lifted his head and saw Mnie standing there, worry written all over her face.


    “Have you seen what they’re saying? It’s all nonsense. You can’t let it bother you. Maia’s probably just too busy to check what’s going on right now. I already told my dad, and he promised to handle it and speak up for your sister,” said Mnie in a rush. She nced at Ethan nervously before adding, “But you can’t let yourself get worked up like this. You’ll risk reopening your wound.”


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