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    As expected, hundreds of ounts had bombarded him with messages, hurling every imaginable slur and echoing the toxicity from the public threads.


    Reading through the abuse made Taylor’s blood boil. He was about to fling his phone aside and force himself to sleep when a new message appeared. Unlike the others, this one wasn’t an attack—it was an offer.


    Taylor’s eyes widened in disbelief. He studied the message carefully before releasing a contemptuousugh. “Complete idiots,” he muttered under his breath.


    How dare they ask him—an A-list actor beloved by millions—to be someone’s disposable minion?


    Coincidentally, Elliana was also browsing the same forum. Her conversation with Quentin had reached a natural pause, and with a long wait still ahead in the registration line, she pulled out her phone to pass the time. When she discovered the username “Ice Lh,” she felt no anger. Instead, a faint, entertained smile graced her lips.


    This “Ice Lh” possessed an almost charming absurdity. Hisments reeked of adolescent melodrama, like an overexcited puppy trying to intimidate wolves. Elliana found herself genuinely intrigued by the person hiding behind the screen.


    As the legendary hacker known as “Quinn,” tracking down his real identity would proveughably simple.


    Elliana didn’t hesitate for a second. Even with Quentin beside her, she quickly essed Taylor’s ount, her fingers moving swiftly across the screen. Because Taylor was online, Elliana pinpointed his IP in moments, hacked into his phone, and activated the camera.


    Taylor’s tired face, drawn from a sleepless night, shed onto her screen. The sight made herugh.


    Never in her wildest thoughts would she have guessed that “Ice Lh” was none other than Taylor. He had been filming overseas during her marriage to Cole, so their paths had never crossed. What she knew of him came only from tabloids and viral clips—she had never seen him up close.


    Just yesterday, Lance and Jeff had told her that Taylor was so enchanted by her beauty that he had gone public with his vow to win her hand in marriage. How ironic. One day, he was madly in love; the next, he was hiding behind a fake name, spitting venom at her. Did her rejection wound his pride so deeply that his love turned sour overnight?


    Elliana’s lips curled into a smirk. Handsome or not, Taylor was a fool. Just then, her number was called. She logged out of the forum, slipped her phone away, and began filling out the registration form as instructed.


    Quentin calmly did the same at her side.


    Sitting nearby, Murray watched them with an eager, ttering grin.


    Ever since Elliana and Hailee had exposed the scandal at Skyflower Hospital during the Sampson-Craig engagement banquet, Murray’s career had been crumbling.


    Now, seeing Quentin, the heir of the Hudsons, and Lh, the mysterious heiress from abroad, Murray was desperate to curry favor. If he yed his cards right, he might still save himself.


    “Mr. Hudson, Ms. Briggs, what a delight to have you both here!” Murray chuckled, handing them pens with exaggerated warmth.


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