Chapter 251:
But the venom in their words took her by surprise.
What on earth was going on?
The gossip swirling around her was baffling.
And worse, the tone of the comments carried a bitterness she couldn’t understand.
As the noise of the mall swelled around her, making it difficult to catch every word, Yelena’s patience finally wore thin.
She stepped toward the small group, her frown deepening. “What were you talking about just now?”
The young woman who had spoken earlier startled, her eyes wide with nervousness. “We… we were just chatting. Nothing that concerns you,” she stammered.
The girl beside her, however, was bolder. “We were watching a livestream,” she said. “Someone’s accusing you of being ungrateful, abandoning your adoptive family after you returned to your wealthy birth parents.”
Yelena’s confusion deepened.
“What livestream?” she asked, her voice cool but firm.
The young girl quickly pulled up the livestream on her phone. The screen flickered to life, showing Tatiana and Sonya mid-performance.
“Yes, she’s so despicable. I raised her through thick and thin, but now that she’s with her real family, she’s forgotten us. When she was little, I cared for her every need, and this is how she repays us!” Tatiana leaned into the camera, her face a portrait of indignation.
“If I’d known she’d turn out like this, I’d have left her to fend for herself.”
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“Careful,” a quieter voice warned. “She is not just anyone. If she hears you, she could sue—and with her family’s money, she might buy this entire mall just to prove a point.”
“That’s true,” someone agreed cautiously.
“But why should we stay quiet? Shameless people like her deserve to be called out. Truth isn’t defamation, and everyone should know what kind of person she is.”
Yelena’s steps slowed, her brow furrowing as the pointed comments filtered through the noise of the mall. She wasn’t naive; she knew they were talking about her.
But the venom in their words took her by surprise.
What on earth was going on?
The gossip swirling around her was baffling.
And worse, the tone of the comments carried a bitterness she couldn’t understand.
As the noise of the mall swelled around her, making it difficult to catch every word, Yelena’s patience finally wore thin.
She stepped toward the small group, her frown deepening. “What were you talking about just now?”
The young woman who had spoken earlier startled, her eyes wide with nervousness. “We… we were just chatting. Nothing that concerns you,” she stammered.
The girl beside her, however, was bolder. “We were watching a livestream,” she said. “Someone’s accusing you of being ungrateful, abandoning your adoptive family after you returned to your wealthy birth parents.”
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