Chapter 1270:


    Rosanna scrolled through her phone, ready to post a new update on Twitter. “Who would’ve thought Maia had such talent for jewelry design? Quite a surprise. Prison must’ve been a fine ssroom for her. If I didn’t know she was serving time, I’d swear she’d gone off for graduate studies.”


    Just as her finger hovered over the send button, she froze. The words on her screen suddenly felt heavy. Her hand quivered ever so slightly, and she stared at her draft in silence.


    Each time she’d taken a jab at Maia online, it had always backfired. The moment she tried to tarnish Maia’s name, someone would fire back and humiliate her instead. One user in particr, called Justiceze, had a way of flipping the entire crowd against her.


    Rosanna’s lips twitched at the memory. With an irritated huff, she erased the draft, switched ounts, and typed again. “Hard to believe that person spent four years in prison. Was it a correctional facility or a graduate school? She seems to know everything the moment she steps out.”


    This time, the post took off fast. Likes and retweets poured in, leaving Rosanna blinking in disbelief. Apparently, more people resented Maia than Rosanna had thought.


    What she didn’t realize was that Raegan had arranged every bit of that support through herwork of paid influencers.


    At the same time, Ss, seated beside Rosanna, leaned back and narrowed his eyes. A faint grin curved his lips as he rubbed his palms together, amusement flickering in his gaze.


    Momentster, Twitter was awash with indirect remarks—posts calling Maia “that person” or “someone,” leaving her unnamed but unmistakably targeted.


    Before long, every thread rted to her brimmed with snidements and cutting jokes.


    Across town, Raegan reviewed her team’s reports with a smug smile. She had just learned that a group of hackers was already working to scrub away any lingering negativity about Maia online.


    If Maia’s name wasn’t mentioned, the hackers ran into an unexpected wall. Their crawlers searched for her name specifically, yet the vague references like “that person” and “someone” slipped past their filters. Because of this, deleting all the negative remarks about her became a slow, chaotic mess.


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    Raegan leaned back with a smug grin.


    A mocking thought flickered through her mind. “Maia, is this really your best? Counting on such childish tactics to wipe out our posts? Howughable. The people standing behind you must not be as powerful as you think.”


    Raegan had seen thising and made her move long before Maia could react. Every possible countermeasure was already in ce.


    Whoever tried to shield Maia this time would find it impossible to protect herpletely.


    Onstage, Kiley lifted her chin ever so slightly and turned toward the host.


    Catching her signal at once, he swept his gaze across the hall, his voice calm yetmanding. “Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for your patience. The moment we’ve all anticipated has finallye. Radiant Jewels proudly presents this year’s newest collection. Jewelry is said to bring fortune to its wearer. Please wee the Clover Series.”


    Interest rippled through the hall almost immediately. The reason was clear. The Clover motif had been revisited by countless jewelry houses over the years, each leaving behind unforgettable ssics. It was a daring move to attempt it again. Only a brand certain of its artistry and innovation would risk stepping into such familiar territory.


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