Three Years Forgotten, Why Go Crazy When I Say Goodbye? novel Chapter 466

Vivienne immediately announced she was heading down the mountain.

Sensing the toxic aura radiating off her and the murder in her eyes, her entourage was nervous enough to offer an escort. But Vivienne shot them down with an icy wave of her hand, insisting on going alone with absolute finality.

Knowing full well how unhinged she could be, no one dared to argue and wisely backed off.

Soon after, she shouldered her backpack and marched out.

Vivienne stayed down in the valley for hours, from the peak of afternoon until the sun sank below the horizon. It wasn't until the twilight faded and the thick, suffocating blackness of night swallowed the mountains that she trudged back, carrying the chill of the evening wind with her.

The moment she returned, someone rushed over to ask how she was feeling and if she had eaten dinner. Vivienne treated them like ghosts, clutching her heavy black backpack tightly to her chest as she stormed into her room and bolted the door shut, locking out everyone and everything.

Inside the stifling, dimly lit room, she sat at the desk and went straight to work on the contents of her bag. Sorting through massive stacks of freshly printed smear posters, her eyes gleamed with a psychotic, venomous obsession.

She stayed holed up in her room late into the night. Once she was absolutely certain the camp was dead silent, she cracked her door open and slipped out under the cover of darkness.

The moonlight was sickly and faint, leaving visibility practically at zero. Melting into the shadows, she moved with swift, calculated precision. Armed with a thick wad of smear posters and a bottle of glue, she glided silently through every corner of the village.

Going door to door, she meticulously plastered the sheets dead center on everyone's front doors, ensuring they were impossible to miss. She didn't stop there. Tree trunks, the community bulletin board, hallway walls, and even the exterior stone walls...

*Exposing the Truth Behind Researcher Willow Horgan: A Talentless, Immoral Academic Impostor.*

*Willow Horgan projects an image of a dedicated, ethical professional, but in reality, she is a morally bankrupt degenerate with a sickeningly chaotic personal life.*

*She is still legally married to her husband, aggressively clinging to the status of his wife while refusing to let him go. Yet she has zero shame, carrying on illicit affairs and hooking up with other men behind his back. Her slutty behavior and blatant infidelity prove she is nothing but a homewrecker who puts her own sick desires above all basic decency.*

*Her moral depravity is only matched by her academic fraud. Her supposed expertise is a total fabrication; she is nothing but a scam artist. With only a basic bachelor's degree to her name, she has zero advanced medical training. Yet she continuously lies to the public, inflating her status and conning her entire team into believing she is a senior research expert.*

*This woman is a talentless fraud who leeches off the hard work of others to fake her way through the industry. She is a manipulative, two-faced liar who has absolutely no right to work in research, let alone demand anyone's trust or respect!*