The story of Natalie pushing Mrs. Spencer Sr. blew up online overnight. The inte was abuzz with concern for the elderly matriarch''s well-being.


    [Natalie is the Scott family''s adopted daughter. Where does a foster kid get the nerve to shove a woman like Mrs. Spencer Sr.?]


    [She''s absolutely vicious.]


    [Oh my god, that''s horrifying. Mrs. Spencer Sr. is nearly seventy years old, and Natalie just throws her into a swimming pool?]


    [Ugh! I''ve seen that woman before. She''s a totalpdog. The four Scott brothers can''t stand her-in fact, none of the Scotts can. She''s always so timid and constantly trying to please everyone. It''s pathetic to watch. I can''t believe someone so meek could do something so terrible.]


    [It''s always the quiet ones who snap. Why would she go after an old woman?]


    [I heard the real Scott family daughter, Joanna, dove into the pool without a second thought to save her. They were raised in the same house, how can they be so different?]


    [Exactly! Joanna is gentle, kind, beautiful, and graceful. She''s a piano prodigy, a talented dancer-she excels at everything. I honestly don''t know what the Scott family was thinking, adopting a useless charity case like Natalie.]


    In an instant, Natalie became public enemy number one, buried under an avnche of online hate.


    The only person who couldn''t sleep was Joanna, the architect of it all, who was buzzing with excitement. It was perfect. Natalie''s entire existence was to serve as her foil. She had spent years mimicking her, even stealing the man she loved. Joanna nned to expose it all, piece by piece, until Natalie was a pariah that everyone despised.


    Within half an hour, the story was trending at the top of every major tform. Then, another bombshell dropped.


    [Source tells us that the young master of the Spencer family is hosting a special thank-you banquet tomorrow night to honor Ms. Scott for saving his grandmother.]


    [Mr. Spencer is such a boss. I''m obsessed with him, he''s prettier than most women.]


    [OMG, I wish I could go! I heard you need a personal invitation to get in.]


    [Don''t worry, they''ll definitely livestream an event like this. Just get your popcorn ready and wait for the drama to unfold.]


    Back at Queena''s apartment, Natalie and Queena were having a BBQ, drinking beer, and scrolling through the drama online. Thement threads grew longer by the minute.


    Natalie just smirked. "Is this the best Joanna can do?"


    In herst life she had been so


    blinded by love that she''d willingly let Joanna walk all over her, all for a few pathetic scraps of affection she mistook for family. She died without ever feeling a single ounce of warmth from them. She was Constantlypared to Joanna, and when she inevitably outshone her, she was punished for it out of jealousy.


    "Tsk, I was dumber than a box of rocks", she thought. It was like her brain had been waterlogged.


    Queena chewed on amb skewer, her almond-shaped eyes narrowing with anger as she red at Natalie. "Are you just going to sit here and let these people nder you? Let Joanna plot against you from the shadows?" Queena''s heart ached for her foolish friend.


    Natalie gave her a mysterious smile. "Queena, the harder they rage now, the more satisfying it will be to put them in their ce tomorrow. Don''t worry m prepared for the banquet No one''s going to bully me Tomorrow, you''reing with me to get my hair cut. This is my second chance, and I''m going to live it on my own terms."


    Queena studied her, her perceptive eyes trying to see through the


    facade. Natalie thought of her friend''s unique abilities and felt a flutter of panic. She didn''t even know how she''d been reborn herself perhaps it was the sheer


    weight of her regrets. She quickly


    averted her gaze.


    Queena''s brow furrowed as she looked at her deeply. Second Chance? No wonder her fate was so murky.


    Natalie, what on earth did you go through to say something like that?