All Chapters of The Sweetest Revenge: Chapter 461 - Chapter 470

A viewer typed, "I'm just a pure and innocent college student. That line means the guy has standards and that his family's conservative.""You're still a clueless college student. Wait till you gain more life experience. You'll realize how funny you sound right now when you do.""When I first saw that line, I just knew that this guy's a walking red flag.""Is there a guy out there who isn't a pervert? Even if there's a group of conservative men out there, the chances of meeting them are one in a million. In any case, I haven't come across any. All the guys I've met were dying to devour me."The woman who was on the joint stream responded, "He's just a simple man."Giselle was momentarily at a loss for words. She responded, "I think that description suits you better. I've already said so much, yet you still think he's just a simple man?"Young women were indeed the most gullible.If he really was a simple person, he would have written every little detail about himself and his fam

Last time that account showed up, Chester had gotten suspicious.He'd had someone look into it privately, but the IP was masked with high-tech tools and couldn't be traced to an exact location.Even so, Chester had a pretty good idea of who was behind that account.At first, he'd planned to just use his moderator privileges to ban it, but realized that wouldn't stop Jonathan's antics.When Tony found out, he offered a deliberately wicked idea."Jonathan's loaded. Just let him spend like crazy, then keep track of everything he drops in the stream. Have Giselle turn that money into a gift for you."Then, Chester could post an Instagram story that only Jonathan can see.He would essentially be beating Jonathan at his own game.It was guaranteed to get under Jonathan's skin.Chester had no moral objections and thought Tony's plan was brilliant.Thus, he immediately started spamming the live stream channel with gifts. The more Chester gave, the more Jonathan tried to match him.I

The chat was blowing up.Giselle said, "Giving gifts on holidays is fine if you're already in an official relationship."That night's live stream was the most Giselle had ever spoken.She'd had three people in a row join the stream, all wanting their dating profiles analyzed. Her hand was sore from all the note-taking, and her mouth was dry from talking so much.She kept refilling her water cup over and over."She wants the guy to be around 5'10" and even specified the weight range. Guys in that range tend to be pretty slim, sometimes even a little undernourished. For her to be that precise, there's an 80% chance she already has someone she likes in mind," Giselle added."I can't believe it. Is she trying to order a male model or something?""Super skinny guys don't even look good. Not saying they're not safe or anything, but let's be real, they look like stick bugs.""Good thing I'm 5'7".""Honestly, it sounds like she's describing her ex. Dude, don't let her use you as a sta

"Lyla? She probably won't want to come… She's been home for ages, but I haven't seen her go out at all."Harry hesitated but decided to voice his concern upfront.He didn't want them showing up to pick Lyla up, only for her to refuse, killing the mood for everyone.Giselle said, "She won't say no."Before the college entrance exams, at dinner with the Stones, Sam had asked her to be Lyla's personal therapist.He'd even wired over a million dollars as an advance payment.It was ridiculously generous. In fact, it was way above what even top-tier therapists charged.Since Giselle had already planned to get closer to Lyla, she had no reason to refuse.Harry didn't get where Giselle's confidence came from, but he nodded anyway. "Alright, Giselle. I'll tell my mom that we'll swing by to get Lyla tomorrow morning."Once they agreed, Harry went back to his place next door, completely happy.For once, he went to bed early.…The next morning, he shot up in bed like a rocket the seco

Car racing was just as popular here as it was abroad.By the time Giselle and the others arrived, the place was packed, with loud, excited chatter filling the air.Harry had been smart enough to buy the tickets in advance. They had VIP passes with a special entrance, so they didn't have to wait in the blazing sun with the rest of the many other people.That was the joy of having money.The group breezed right in. Harry walked ahead with a huge grin on his face, with Holly and Lyla following behind.As they walked down a hallway plastered with giant headshots of racers, Giselle deliberately glanced at Lyla and said casually, "Funny enough, last time Harry and I watched a race abroad, we saw a driver with your exact name."Her tone was calm, with no obvious hint that she was implying anything.Holly, already on edge, couldn't even think straight. She forced a smile and said, "Guess it's just a coincidence. Lyla's such a common name, so there must be tons of Lylas out there."Gise