Semua Bab Karma Is My Name: Bab 121 - Bab 130

Seeing how Valerie ran and panted, Seraphine merely smiled.Dazed, Valerie found herself on the verge of breaking down. Nothing of this scale had ever happened to their company over the years, and yet…"Seraphine, how do you still manage to smile?"Seraphine rose and patted Valerie's shoulder. "Relax, Valerie. This is far from a big deal. Let the bullets fly—the more heated the discussions, the better our reputation will be in the future."It's basically free PR. Don't you think? Whether we act before strategizing or strategize before acting, the key is to move. Then, the solution will come naturally."Now that she had climbed out of the abyss, no one could stop her from rising.Sure, she only owned a few chain restaurants and Mysteria Studio, but she had some solid connections and a decent amount of money.Valerie was at a loss for words. "But Seraphine… The whole Internet is on our backs. I can't believe how disgusting they are. They're total bandwagoners, flipping to whicheve

Elliott tossed his phone back onto the desk. "Alright. Stop looking at that trash. It's an eyesore."Ralph didn't listen but leaned in closer instead. Life was boring enough as it was, and a little drama now and then was good for his sanity.Online, the comment section was on fire."Jason Lynch is pure scum! Gambling and soliciting are problematic enough, but he's an abuser as well? These spoiled trust fund babies are society's true cancer. He needs to face real consequences!"Ralph scrolled further, eyes glued to the chaos."This is even more explosive than that plagiarism scandal. With a privileged background like his, he still chooses to go down this path. Absolutely disgraceful. Time to take a long, hard look in the mirror, Jason.""Disgusting. Did he think having money meant he could do whatever he wanted? I hope the law comes down hard on him. May the victims get justice.""Truly disappointing. People like him should be exposed more often. Privilege should never excuse cru

Frankly, Clarissa didn't know what she could do either. Things would've been easier if Wendy owned a piece from Mysteria Studio, as she could just accuse them without a problem. Now that that wasn't the case, the odds became different.Clarissa whispered, "Why don't you just issue a public apology? At least they won't sue you.""I did all this for you, Clarissa. How am I supposed to live a normal life if I admit I made it up? The whole elite circle is going to think I'm a big, fat liar!"I'm still single. How will I find a good man if I issue a public apology? Where are you now? I'm coming to you."Clarissa could feel a headache coming on. This whole mess was getting out of hand. If Wendy started making a scene, her own name would be dragged through the mud, too.With Stephen still running for office, the last thing she needed was a scandal tied to her.As such, she took a deep breath and said coldly into the phone, "I'm heading to Jeriton Grand. Meet me there."She swiftly ende

Valerie glanced at her screen, which was filled with hateful live stream comments.With a smile, she answered, "Well, I thought I'd go on live, considering we ran into each other by sheer coincidence. It wouldn't hurt to let the Internet see who you truly are, right, Mrs. Johansen?"The live stream chat was exploding."I knew it! Mysteria Studio's designs have always been gorgeous. L earned her success through hard work! There's no way she'd throw it all away by plagiarizing. She's got integrity! Loser move, Mrs. Johansen.""That's right. I've followed Mysteria Studio from the beginning. L's designs are iconic, and her style's always been one-of-a-kind. She climbed her way up through pure grit, not by copying anyone. No way she'd do something so disgraceful.""So, it was a setup all along? Mrs. Johansen couldn't handle losing, so she resorted to this kind of lowly sabotage? That's disgusting.""I always thought L's design style was too unique to be copied. Now we know—she was fra

Clarissa rushed up toward Clifford and grabbed his hand. "Clifford, don't listen to what Wendy said. It wasn't true at all. What we have is true, genuine love. I've always loved you. You were never a second option to me."You know how proud I can be. Why would I have married you if you were only a backup choice?" she asked, looking extremely earnest yet aggrieved as she stared at him.Clifford looked pale, his stomach aching from a sleepless night. His whole body felt off. When he heard Wendy's words, an unwelcome bitterness surged.He had always known he was a second option, much better than everyone else. Still, he remembered the raw, passionate, and innocent feelings he had once felt toward Clarissa in their youth.Now that he had finally married her, those feelings had turned into a sense of achievement. It was what he had always wanted.Back then, he was just a broke kid with nothing to his name. He couldn't give her the life she wanted, and she saw him as a backup option.Y