I Forgot I Ever Loved You (Zoe and Hayden) novel Chapter 688

[Who do you think you are? The old lady is calling her daughter an ungrateful wretch, so of course we need to see what kind of person Ms. Lynd's biological mother really is. A widow who ran off with the driver and used her dead husband's money to turn a freeloader into the CEO of Winters Group? What kind of moral high ground does a woman like that have?]

[Exactly. Ms. Lynd is the unluckiest person alive to be stuck with a mother like that.]

Desperate, Clara switched between two or three of her alt accounts to fiercely argue with the netizens defending Zoe.

[Are you all blind?! Her mother clearly stated Zoe is an ungrateful traitor who framed her step-mother and sister, and crawled into her brother-in-law's bed! Can you not read?!]

Clara stared at the endless stream of comments supporting Zoe, on the verge of a total breakdown.

[Who even are you, and why do you keep attacking Ms. Lynd? If her mom hadn't come out to spread rumors, we wouldn't have even known Ms. Lynd had such a tragic childhood.]

[Right?! Look at the facts—Ms. Lynd lost her dad at ten, her mom ran off with the money, and her sister, who was fathered by the driver, is only a year younger than her. Doesn't that mean the old lady was cheating with the driver for nine years without getting caught?]

[Ms. Lynd's father was the CEO of Lynd Enterprises. Do you guys think maybe her dad was murdered by her mom and that driver? I heard he supposedly died of some incurable disease.]

[Now that you mention it, that's entirely possible. It's been over a decade, that would be a massive criminal case. I wonder if anyone knows what really happened back then. The police should seriously investigate this.]

[A cheating wife having a kid with her lover? The rich husband is the biggest obstacle to their true love. If they actually dig into this, I bet the old lady and that driver named Winters conspired to kill him. There are no coincidences like that.]

Seeing the comments spiral further out of control, Clara furiously typed away on her five burner accounts. But no matter how fast she typed, she was no match for an army of netizens.

[You... you people are completely unreasonable!]

Clara was so anxious she felt dizzy.

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