Flora's lips drained of color and a chill ran down her spine. She stared disbelievingly at the person who had once deeply loved her.

“I said I don't love you. My heart belongs only to Effie."

“No, it can't be."

Tears cascaded down Flora's cheeks. She glared at Effie with animosity and accused, "It's you. It must be you. Effie, how did you lure Winston into your grasp? Shame on you!"

In a fit of rage, Flora moved to strike Effie, only to be halted by Winston. Flora, consumed by anger, trembled from head to toe.

Effie observed the scene with an icy detachment, fixing her gaze on Flora. “Flora, you are so pitiful."

“What did you just say?" Flora glared at Effie.

“Even in this moment, you're fixated on finding faults in other women!

After all this time, you're still oblivious to Winston's true colors.

It's genuinely pitiful," Effie said with a sarcastic laugh.

Flora stood in stunned silence.

Winston hastened to explain to Effie but she didn't spare him a glance. Instead, she turned on her heel and walked away. Winston hurriedly followed in her wake.

Effie stepped into her car and the driver pulled away, leaving Winston trailing behind.

Before long, a message from Effie lit up Winston's phone.

Winston felt a surge of elation. He knew Effie couldn't move on from him so swiftly. She still harbored feelings for him.

With anticipation, Winston opened the message. “Reveal all your misdeeds. Otherwise, don't be surprised if I take matters into my own hands."

Winston's fingers quivered with a subtle tremor. "Effie, can you truly be so unfeeling? I have something important to share with you."

The message was dispatched, but there came a notification indicating that he was blacklisted by Effie.

Meanwhile, the relentless onslaught from Winston's and Flora's supporters persisted on the digital battleground but Winston unexpectedly sent out a tweet.

Winston conceded the authenticity of the chat logs posted by Effie.

He had indeed been dating Effie. His hesitance to acknowledge it stemmed from Flora's exploitation of the Phillips family's influence to coerce him.

The tide turned abruptly, leaving Winston and Flora's advocates fuming.

In affairs of this nature, women invariably bore the brunt. As Flora teetered on the brink of becoming the target of rampant online harassment, she, too, issued a tweet.

Flora typed, "Coerce? Let's be frank; you're merely a plaything seeking to exploit me for resources."