Chapter 184 Defeating the Troll Army


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    Hopeless Romantic demanded in thements, “Can the streamer exin what’s going on here?”


    Presently, Ivan was ying three different roles as he perched in front of hisputer. He was


    determined to back Wynter into a corner this time.


    When Margaret saw thements, she gripped onto the edge of the table and wished to defend


    Wynter.


    However, Wynter merely snorted and gazed directly into the camera. “We’ll be doing something a little


    different from our usual consultations today.”


    The viewer named Better Tomorrowmented, “Don’t change the subject! Exin yourself!”


    Wynter drawled, “Ivan Yarbrough?”


    At once, everyone in the troll army stopped typing. They looked at Ivan in horror. “Mr. Yarbrough, she


    just…


    Ivan had stiffened in his seat as well. He nearly came close to asking Wynter how she knew it was him.


    Wynter added with a smirk, “The only exnation I have today will only benefit the trolls. Did you trolls


    know that in severe cases of online nder, you could be sentenced to less than three years of


    imprisonment?”


    Better Tomorrow retorted, “Are you out of your mind? Why would we listen to a murderer citing thew


    to


    us?”


    “I think you’re the one who’s out of your mind,” Wynter countered. “Need I remind you of Strawberry


    Cloud, Mr. Yarbrough? She was the streamer who took her own life a month ago after being


    cyberbullied.”


    The entire troll army nched at the mention of the deceased streamer. However, Ivan argued


    stubbornly as Better Tomorrow, “How is it our fault that she cracked under pressure?”


    This was often the argument he presented, but he didn’t think it would be the crux of his downfall today.


    Wynter smiled. “So it is you, Mr. Yarbrough. I’m going to assume that the ounts you’re using now


    have: real IP addresses?”


    The other viewers on her live–streaming channel had no idea what she meant, but the trolls did. “Mr.


    Yarbrough, we have to cover our tracks now!”


    However, it was as if Wynter had a fly on the troll army’s wall. Her eyes widened slightly as she said,


    “It’s


    toote to run.”


    The moment those words left her l*ps, the troll army’sputer screens were put on lock. The


    equipment was running as usual, but the screens had frozen.


    One of the programmers cried, “Mr. Yarbrough, our data!”


    Ivan snarled, “Don’t just sit there gawking! Shut it down!”


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    The programmers looked like they were close to breaking down. “It’s no use. Our data has been


    automatically transmitted to the police station just now.”


    Ivan froze. “What?”


    Just then, there was a loud bang. In rushed a team of in–clothed police officers.


    Blood drained from Ivan’s face as he quickly made to destroy evidence of his illicit activities. However,


    the police officers pinned him down before he could move.


    Just like that, the troll army was brought down..


    Meanwhile, Wanda waspletely oblivious to the fate that had befallen Ivan and his troll army.


    She stood at the entrance to Waterview Alley and threw a sharp look in a certain direction. After that,


    she slowly clicked into Wynter’s live–streaming channel.


    She wanted to watch the drama that would soon unfold.


    Naturally, everyone on the live–streaming channel waited for Wynter to exin. Their curiosity grew


    even more after the viewer named Better Tomorrow had stoppedmenting.


    “What does any of this have to do with Strawberry Cloud’s suicide?” one of the viewers asked on behalf


    of


    the rest.


    Wynter was just about to answer when a devastated wail rang through the room. “That’s her, everyone!


    She’s the live–streamer who put my grandson in aal”


    Wynter’s camera was still on. The viewers could see everything that was happening on her end. They


    the scene to grab Wynter’s arm. watched as a middle–ageddy rushed int


    “You! You will pay for what you did to my grandson!” thedy shrieked at Wynter.


    The viewers immediately burst into an uproar. Onement read, “No way, did she really kill one of


    her patients?”


    The middle–ageddy was relentless. “My grandson would’ve been fine if he hadn’t taken the medicine


    you prescribed him! You’re a quack!”


    “Grandson?” Wynter thought as she raised a brow to survey thedy’s face with a dark gaze.


    She did not remember treating anybody’s grandson.


    Two uniformed officers who had tagged along with the middle–ageddy glowered at Wynter. “You’ll


    have toe with us to the station.”