Bye-bye Trash! Hello Queen! novel Chapter 722

But with Mrs. Yates’s statement, the tide of public opinion turned, and everyone started cursing her out.

When Joanna tried to call Yeri again, the number was no longer in service.

“Argh!” She angrily smashed her phone.

Her eyes darkened. That fool actually let her mother go online and clarify things, and then she just disappeared.

She clenched her jaw, the muscles in her face twitching with rage.

Mrs. Yates was a bitch!

She cursed Mrs. Yates viciously in her mind.

Her hands balled into fists, her nails digging so deeply into her palms that she didn't even feel the pain.

Her mind was a whirlwind of chaotic thoughts, and a fire of anger burned in her chest, threatening to consume her sanity. “With Mrs. Yates getting involved, this situation is only going to get worse. I worked so hard to clear my name.”

Joanna’s gaze grew colder, like a bottomless pool on a frigid night.

She had played the victim, acted weak, and won sympathy. She had finally gotten Sebastian to bend to her will, but now…

She stood up and walked to the window, looking out at the snow-covered city. This winter felt especially long.

Joanna reached out her hand as if to catch a gust of winter wind, but it slipped through her fingers.

Just like how she could never capture that man’s heart.

Tears welled in Joanna’s eyes as she cradled her belly. Robert Warner had been avoiding the issue, refusing to acknowledge the child.

But given their current relationship, they couldn’t afford to burn that bridge.

An empty ache filled Joanna’s heart. She was ice-cold, her eyes devoid of any warmth.

Sophia didn't love her at all. The only thing she loved was money.

And she had fought so hard to protect Sophia's dignity, wanting her to be able to live with her father openly. But none of it had turned out as she’d imagined. She wasn’t happy at all.

Horace said, “Miss, let’s wait for a bit. There might still be a chance. Mr. Wilson and Mr. Griffith won’t abandon you.”

Joanna closed her eyes in pain and whispered, “Get that trending topic taken down. I'll get back at that bitch, Mrs. Yates.”

Horace looked at her pained figure with sympathy. She was brilliant, but her rush for quick success had backfired.

Now, all they could do was wait. Her career as a celebrity was likely over.

He gave a chilling smile. “It's already been taken down. Leave the rest to Maxwell. He'll make his move soon.”