Chaos Girl Rewrites the Script novel Chapter 471

Evelyn Ravenshire had completely lost her resolve, tearfully agreeing to Leander's plan. But when Lara Arlington discovered her mother's decision, she flew into another rage. She even threatened to take her own life, but in the end, Charles Arlington forcibly threw her into the car.

The fallout from Lara's scandal was catastrophic, inevitably dragging Vivienne Lexton, Aurelia Ravenshire, and Bianca Whitmore down with it. Vicious rumors swirled through the school, and the three girls couldn't walk down a hallway without drawing malicious glares.

As the situation escalated, no one was more thrilled than Julianne Whitmore.

She had finally exacted her revenge on the Ravenshire family.

She was the one who paid people to spread the rumors. She was the one who bought out the video from the production crew and leaked it online. Fame was a double-edged sword, and Lara was already a magnet for attention. The salacious rumors spread like a plague, infecting the public's perception the moment they hit the internet.

Truth and lies blurred together. A spark of malice was blown into a raging inferno, and the public, hungry for more drama, eagerly added fuel to the fire.

She didn't even have to lift a finger for the rest of it. Human nature gravitated toward the scandalous, and the destruction unfolded naturally.

Julianne had been recovering at home, but she couldn't bear to miss the show of a lifetime. She insisted on going to school despite her injuries. Every time she saw someone pointing and whispering about the Ravenshire sisters, a wave of dark satisfaction washed over her. Even when laughing made her ribs ache, she grinned through the pain.

Seeing her sheer determination, Bernard Whitmore could only shake his head in defeat.

*

The online rumors raged like a wildfire, growing more intense by the hour.

Kael Kenyon scrolled through the vulgar comments, shaking his head. "Who the hell did Lara cross? Her reputation is completely destroyed at this point."

Preston Everhart looked completely unbothered. He clicked his mouse, shifting his gaming perspective, and ruthlessly sniped the remaining players before pulling off his headset.

"What did you just say?"

Kael glanced at the massive monitor, his jaw dropping. "Damn! Did you memorize all two thousand topographic maps?"

Preston didn't answer. He just picked up his glass of water.

"Unbelievable. When you said you enrolled in the military academy just to have a legal excuse to kill people, I thought you were joking. Now I'm starting to wonder."

Preston lowered his gaze to the ripples in his glass, remaining silent.

Kael didn't care about getting an answer. He tossed his phone onto the desk in front of him. "Did you do this?"

A forum titled "Lara Arlington's Harem" had gone viral. It was filled with users claiming to have had one-night stands with her, sharing all sorts of intimate, scandalous photos of the supposed heiress. The angles were clever—none of the pictures clearly showed her face, but the resemblance was undeniable enough to convince anyone looking.

Preston glanced at the screen. "They're fake."

Kael gave him a knowing look. "How do you know they're fake? Are you the one behind this?"

Preston looked up, meeting his eyes.

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