Margaret Tucker AKA Lord Reaper novel Chapter 128

Noon, 12 o'clock sharp.

At Tucker Villa and Miller Villa, the exact same scene was playing out.

Everyone was staring at the clock, holding their phones, constantly refreshing the screen, anxiously waiting for the online dirt and hype to disappear.

They'd already transferred the money. As agreed, the Hacker Alliance would take down all the online dirt and cool down the hype promptly at noon.

The second it hit 12, Clara and Michelle couldn't wait to open Twitter.

Excitement lit up their faces!

Once all that dirt was scrubbed from the internet and the hype died down, the web's got the attention span of a goldfish. Give it a little time, and the public would forget this whole mess ever happened.

Then they could have their PR teams rebuild their images. Making a comeback in the entertainment industry wouldn't be impossible.

They were on the edge of their seats, waiting for the moment they opened Twitter—hoping the trending list wouldn't have a single thing about them.

But when they pulled up the Twitter page, the top trending topics on Twitter read, "Rich Heiresses' Scandal Compilation!"

"Clara Tucker & Michelle Miller's Persona Collapse! Animal Abuse, School Bullying, Flaunting Wealth—Total Modern-Day Villains!"

"Hilarious! Video Evidence: Clara & Michelle Pee Themselves in Fear!"

"Clara Tucker & Michelle Miller Get Out of the Entertainment Industry! Get Out of Karemin!"

Seeing the trending topics, the excited looks on Clara's and Michelle's faces froze instantly.

The dirt was still there. The hype hadn't died down.

On the contrary, more and more netizens were bashing them—the anger was only getting fiercer.

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At the Miller Villa, Michelle couldn't help but ask, "Jose, did you really pay the Hacker Alliance? Why's all the dirt still online?"

Jose's face was dark. "Just wait a little longer. Refresh again in a few minutes."

Ten-odd minutes passed.

Michelle opened Twitter again—nothing had changed.

"Mom, Dad, it's still the same! What do we do? I don't wanna be hated! I still wanna be a celebrity in the entertainment industry!"

Looking at those scandalous trending topics and the netizens' insults, Michelle felt wronged. She broke down, on the verge of tears.

Gerald also looked at Jose solemnly. "Jose, are you sure you paid them?"

Jose nodded firmly. "Dad, I transferred the money first thing this morning. They promised to take down everything online at noon."

Gerald checked the time—it had already been an hour since noon.

He ground his teeth, rage flaming violently in his chest. His entire body was trembling with anger!

The Hacker Alliance could even hack Karemin's communication systems.

How could they possibly not know how to delete some online dirt?!

They were clearly making a fool out of them—getting money for nothing!

Jose had been spoiled his whole life. Everywhere he went, people groveled at his feet. He'd never been humiliated like this!

The laughter on the other end grew even more arrogant. "Whoa, you're so smart! You guessed it right! We are messing with you! Haha!"

Jose's face turned darker than ever.

He threatened, "The Hacker Alliance dares to diss the Miller family like this?! We're dead-ass enemies now! Give us our money back, take down all that trash right now—or I'm gonna crush the Hacker Alliance!"

The other side didn't care at all. They even snickered, "Oh please, like I'm scared of that! Why don't you crawl through the screen and come at me then? Haha! Just tryna get under your skin."

"Don't let me find you!"

How dare they be so arrogant!

Jose was so furious, his guts felt like they were twisting into knots.

"Jose, what do we do now? They took the money but refused to delete the dirt! What do we do?"