Meanwhile, the instigator of it all sat on the terrace of a villa nestled in the hills of San Francisco, a glass of red wine in hand, his lips curled into a faint smirk.
"This time, no matter how capable Hudson Lancaster is, he won't be able to silence the public."
Arthur Lancaster II sat comfortably on the sofa, chuckling. "River, this was a brilliant move. A bloodless kill! If that Nora girl gets cursed out like this for a few more days, even if Hudson can hold out, she'll probably break down. Women can never handle this kind of overwhelming screen-wide slander."
Across from him, Miles held a cigar, the smoke spiraling upward. He took a sip of his drink and sneered, "The daughter of a rapist and a homewrecking nanny thinks she deserves to be the lady of the Lancaster family? Pathetic!"
River walked toward the two men with his wine glass, smiling. "So what if Hudson protects her with everything he has? The sharpest weapon in this world isn't a blade or a gun—it's public opinion."
As he spoke, a cold, calculating gleam flashed in his eyes. "The more he cares about Nora, the easier it is for him to panic and make a mistake. Once he falls into chaos, it's time for us to reel in the net."
Ever since returning to San Francisco, aside from the time he hid in the shadows and snatched the Ivory Pill first, every clash with Hudson had ended in his defeat.
He refused to believe Hudson could predict everything.
Public opinion was something you had to guide, not suppress.
If Hudson did nothing, things might settle. But the harder he tried to shut people up, the worse the backlash would be.
The Lancaster Group's stock was already fluctuating and dropping, and the board of directors would inevitably protest.
With Hudson's arrogant and domineering personality, he would protect Nora at all costs. But whether he took down the trending topics, hired lawyers, or issued clarifications, it wouldn't matter. The public despised nothing more than the wealthy elite trying to gag them.
When the PR crisis peaked, that would be his moment to strike!
It was an unsolvable trap.
Unless Hudson was willing to step back and let the entire internet tear Nora apart.
But could he bear to do that?
He couldn't!
This trap was tailor-made for Hudson!
He was going to make Hudson take a massive fall!
...
At the same time, a heavy atmosphere hung over the Fairchild family dinner.
Matriarch Fairchild had initially been basking in the joy of her precious granddaughter's return. But upon learning the details of the situation, she shattered her glass against the floor and pointed a furious finger right at Henry Fairchild's face.
"What are you standing there for? Get PR on this immediately! How dare anyone sling mud at the Fairchild heiress!"
[Holy crap, what's Nora's connection to the Fairchilds? Why is their official account issuing legal threats for her?]
[Did Nora get the Fairchilds to help her? But isn't this a massive flex? Issuing a letter directly in the corporation's name? Her seductress persona is going strong! How many powerful men has she hooked?]
[This level of backing... I'm a little confused. The commenter above is brave, still trying to provoke the Northampton legal powerhouse. Aren't you afraid of getting a letter yourself?]
[Lol, the top comment above just deleted their account. So cowardly?]
Before the internet could recover from the shock of the legal notice, another trending topic shot to the number one spot like a rocket.
#NoraReedFinnianFairchildThisIsMyBiologicalSister#
This bizarrely specific tag originated from a single post by Finnian.
Everyone knew Finnian was the heir to the Fairchild Corporation, the undisputed crown prince of the family.
His social media was rarely updated, with his last post dating back to the previous year.
But his latest update consisted of just a single line.
[Allow me to introduce you all. This is my biological sister, @NoraReed.]

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