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    Marisa thought for a while and said, “So, we should go along with the current. We’re putting too much weight on Maia, and that’s why this whole matter stirs up our emotions. If you ask me, the more we fight with those people online, the worse Maia’s reputation gets. Maybe it’s smarter to let the noise fade away on its own.”


    “Exactly!” Mnie said with a sharp p of her hands. “We should stop wasting time arguing with those fools online and let the storm pass.”


    Ethan nced from Marisa to Mnie. Both of their words seemed reasonable, yet something in him resisted their conclusion, though he struggled to find the words for it.


    Ethan then sent Justiceze another message. “So, is keeping silent the best way now?”


    Not long after, a response appeared on his screen. The answer matched what they had suspected all along.


    And then, a new post from Justiceze caught Ethan off guard. “LMAO! That’s why I love the inte—I can see so many fools every day online. You guys do bring me a lot of fun. If you’re all overflowing with sympathy, then why don’t you head to the”


    “Hospital and check on Richard and Sandra instead of pping your gums online? Better yet, start donating. Don’t criticize others when you haven’t lifted a finger yourself!”


    Ethan stared at the post, more bewildered than ever.


    What in the world was happening?


    Justiceze had suggested they stayposed and avoid shing with strangers online, yet here he was doing the opposite.


    There he went again, firing off the post in anger, as though determined to strike back at anyone daring to smear Maia’s name.


    Justiceze’s tone cut like a de, quick and merciless in its delivery. The sheer boldness of it was thrilling.


    Even so, Ethan couldn’t shake the strange thought that today’s Justiceze felt unlike the one he had known before, almost as if a different hand had taken over the ount.


    “Either way, Justiceze nailed it. I’ll just go ahead and spread this post around,” Ethan muttered under his breath.


    At that same moment, Chris closed the Twitter app, his face unreadable.


    A nce at the clock told him that the promised hour had already slipped by.


    He remembered Maia had said that she would be home today.


    Pulling up her message from earlier that morning, he read the words again. “Let’s meet for lunch today. I can’t wait for your special cooking, Chris.”


    Maybe it had something to do with the mess online.


    Chris’ expression grew heavy as he pressed Maia’s number and lifted the phone to his ear. “Sweetheart, where are you? I’ve already prepared the meal.”


    Then he heard Maia’s anxious voice. “Sir, can you go any faster? I’m in a hurry!”


    That moment made Chris realize the online chaos had nothing to do with her absence.


    His lips curved into a faint smile as he whispered, “Take your time, darling. I’ll be here waiting as long as it takes.”


    The very next instant, however, Chris understood that he had been wrong.


    “Chris, I won’t be able to return for lunch. Something urgent just came up, and I’ll exin everything once it’s resolved.” Maia’s voice cut off, and the call ended with a cold string of beeps.


    Shock settled across Chris’ face, leaving him motionless.


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    Could he have misunderstood everything?


    Chris’ gaze fell on the table crowded with untouched dishes, and his fists tightened at his sides.


    Something felt off, but what could have happened to leave Maia so flustered and anxious?


    Not once since Maia’s release from prison had Chris witnessed her this unsettled.


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