"She was switched at birth. Her adoptive parents were terrible people, so what could you expect her to learn? I heard she was seducing men at a young age and has a messy private life."


    "My rtive used to be a housekeeper in her home and said she has a terrible temper. She would verbally and physically abuse the staff and even used her power to get one of them thrown in jail. She''s just in evil."


    "I heard she not only abuses the staff but also regrly beats her own little brother. If she can do that to her own family, imagine what she''d do to other children."


    "Apparently, the abused child is a genius with an IQ over 140. A future pir of our nation, almost ruined by this wicked woman."


    In just one night, the inte seemed to be filled with nothing but attacks on Yvonne. Such arge-scale troll campaign was clearly beyond the means of a working-ss couple.


    Yvonne suddenly thought of Oscar. It seemed the Rogers family had struck again.


    As expected of the powerful Rogers Group, they always went big.


    "Hans'' parents have already contacted me. They''re demanding two million inpensation and a public apology. Or, if we skip the apology, they want five million."


    Sandra''s voice was hoarse and weary. It was a ssic case of no good deed going unpunished, and it was hard for anyone to stomach.


    "Hans'' parents are justborers; they seemed like such honest people. When I offered to sponsor Hans, they were so happy they were in tears, thanking me over and over, almost kneeling. I never thought they''d be like this. Yvonne, I''m sorry. This is my fault for misjudging them."


    "Sandra, don''t me yourself. It''s not your fault. We did a good thing with a clear conscience. Not everyone in the world is good. The Rogers family is likely behind this, so we need to figure out how to handle it," Yvonne said.


    "You''ve been in Damry this whole time; you haven''t even been back in Istra. Hans'' parents have no proof that you caused his injuries. But the inte loves to jump to conclusions, and with all the trolls stirring things up, it''ll be hard for us to clear your name."


    Sandra said, sounding helpless and exhausted.


    Yvonne''s career was on the rise, and an incident like this, if not handled properly, could be a fatal blow.


    Yvonne gripped her phone and remained silent for a moment before speaking again.


    "Sandra, if we can''t clear my name, then we won''t. Contact the


    Sandra never questioned Yvonne''s


    decisions. Somewhere along the line, the girl, not yet twenty, had be the backbone of the


    their


    partnership.


    It had been that way since the beginning, with Sandra always trusting Yvonne''s judgment.


    After the call, Yvonne threw back the covers and got out of bed. After washing up and changing, she left her room.


    Bullet followed at her heels, his tail waggingzily.


    "You''re awake, Yvonne. Come have breakfast. I made something you''ll love," Helen


    said with a smile, pausing her cleaning in the living room.


    "Thank you for all your hard work, Helen," Yvonne replied with a warm smile.


    She walked into the dining room and froze when she saw the man sitting at the table.