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    As Ste epted the phone, a strange feeling washed over her. It was like being plugged back into the world after being cut off for too long. A flicker of nostalgia stirred.


    She didn’t usually browse much anyway. She didn’t y games. She rarely scrolled social media.


    But before she could even decide what to open, a notification popped up on the screen. Curious, she tapped it.


    Her eyesnded on a headline zing across the trending list:


    “Heiress’ Scandal: Two Marriages and STD.”


    She hadn’t intended to open it. Truly. But the ring “hot” tag beside the title almost dared her to click.


    The first post was from a media ount, attached to a slightly blurry video.


    The moment Ste recognized the two figures in the footage, her body went rigid. The color drained from her face.


    Sharon noticed immediately and leaned closer. “What is it?”


    Her eyes followed the screen, and she scrolled instinctively. When the video yed, her pupils shrank. “Stel… why does the woman in this look exactly like you?”


    Ste pressed her lips together, biting down hard before answering. Her voice came out low, bitter. “Because it is me. That’s William. And me.”


    That day, when the pain had been unbearable, William had taken her to the hospital for a gynecological check. Someone had filmed it and posted it.


    As Ste scrolled down, more posts appeared, some with photos attached.


    Every image showed only partial profiles of her and William. Clearly taken from awkward angles, limited by distance and timing.


    She knew what thements would be like. Even so, she clicked.


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    Sharon reacted instantly, covering the screen. “Stel, don’t read this. I’ll report everything. This is defamation.”


    Ste remained surprisingly calm. She reached out and gently patted Sharon’s hand. “It’s okay. I can handle it.”


    Sharon hesitated, then slowly moved her hand away.


    Thement section came into view. It was exactly what Ste expected.


    Mockery, insults, spectionced with cruelty. Every vicious assumption piled together without restraint.


    After reading only a few lines, Sharon couldn’t take it anymore. She grabbed the phone again, already typing furiously to fight back in thements.


    Ste, meanwhile, sat in a quiet daze. She couldn’t understand how a hospital visit for menstrual pain had somehow turned into her being painted as a promiscuous woman with an STD.


    But more than the usation itself, what unsettled her was something else.


    Who had spread it?


    Since losing her memory, she could clearly sense hostility from only a handful of people. Nina, Charis, and the woman who had introduced herself as Haley over the phone.


    Ste inhaled slowly, forcing herself to steady her thoughts. Then she turned to Sharon. “Sharon, I need you to help me look into a few people.”


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