Lionel carefully scrolled through all the userments and sensed that something was off.


    It felt like someone was deliberately steering the conversation, guiding everyone to discuss why an internal meeting had been leaked, rather than focusing on whether he was about to be kicked out of the Rosenberg family.


    Logically, since everyone had been following his drama and enjoying his downfall, they should have been fixated on whether he was actually getting disowned, not questioning the source of the leak.


    This was a clear sign that someone was manipting the narrative.


    Previously, whenever he started trending, Quennel would eagerly jump in to add fuel to the fire.


    But this situation offered no benefit to Quennel. After all, he was at the meeting too.


    If he kept pushing this topic, he would also be a target of suspicion.


    Just as Lionel was analyzing the situation, a bold thought urred to him.


    Perhaps Quennel himself had leaked it and paid to make it trend, originally intending to publicize the fact that Lionel was being cast out, but now realizing his mistake.


    But even if Quennel had paid for the publicity, it was still bizarre.


    He was present at the meeting. If he caused a huge public stir, the elders would surely hear about it andunch an investigation.


    If they discovered he was behind it, they would definitely deal with him before even thinking about Lionel''s situation. They would want to know why he leaked the details of their meeting.


    Quennel wasn''t that stupid. So who else would pay to make this trend? And who else could have told those people?


    He knew the servants at the estate were tight-lipped and would never leak confidential information.


    Lionel felt increasingly like this whole affair was spiraling in a strange direction. He didn''t know who leaked the news, nor did he know who was constantly paying to keep it trending.


    The only thing that was clear was that Cherry''s and Samuel''s friends had been told, who then told them, and they, in turn, exposed it.


    The Rosenberg family couldn''t go after Cherry; it was her freedom of speech, and she could post whatever she wanted.


    So, if they wanted to assign me, their only option was to go after her friends and find out who told them.


    However, none of this had much to do with him right now. His conscience was clear. It wasn''t him, so no amount of nder could stick For now, he decided to sit back and watch the show.


    When Cherry''s friends saw that she had posted their private chat logs online, they were horrified and immediately called her.


    "Are you out of your mind? Why do you post everything online? I was just chatting with you, and you go and post it for the world to see! Are you trying to get me killed?"


    The friend''s furious shouting red from the phone. Cherry, having anticipated this, had already moved the phone away from her ear.


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    "What do you mean, get you killed? Something this interesting obviously needs to be shared with everyone. What are you worried the Rosenbergs are going toe going toe asking you how you found o


    Cherry''s voice wasced with a hint of sarcasm. “If they do, just tell them the truth. Tell them someone in your house told you. Let''s see if it was a servant or someone else. Just be honest."