Chapter 128: Chapter 128: The Tables Turn, Qiyi: Double the Test Papers
As they watched her run out, everyone was momentarily speechless, their expressions varied and unpredictable.
Claire crossed her arms and glanced at the girl standing dumbfounded, speaking lightly, "Rae, judging by your expression, the video blowing up online can’t be true, right?"
"You know what Olivia is like, gentle as water, how could she possibly use people as a blood bank," Rae Zander squeezed her hand, suppressing the anxiety in her heart, and observed everyone with a calm demeanor.
Upon hearing her words, everyone withdrew their gazes, though it was unclear if anyone believed her.
Claire responded ambiguously, "Makes sense, it seems the person editing the video intends to ruin Olivia Song’s reputation."
Finally, she added, "But if she’s running out crying like that, shouldn’t you go check on her? What if she does something drastic?"
Only then did Rae Zander react, anxiously running out, not noticing Lia Zeller’s dark expression.
Claire looked down at the video on her phone, decisively clicking save, planning to revisit it whenever there was free time.
After all, it was quite rare to see Olivia Song in such a disheveled state.
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"Look quickly at Weibo, there’s a reversal online."
Harry Lewis was browsing the latest trending topics on his screen, unable to suppress his exclamation.
Upon hearing his words, everyone quickly took out their phones to check, eventually revealing a hint of a smile.
At least now it isn’t a one-sided barrage of insults?
[Entertainment News: Seeing the viral video of the adopted girl humiliating the main character online, I thought it was somewhat similar to what I’ve got, but my content is more substantial, I ask the experts to analyze this.]
Below was an attached video lasting several minutes, with clear resolution that showed what actually happened back then.
Netizens, who were enjoying the drama, saw another piece of video surfacing and were eager to unleash a tirade of curses.
Yet after watching the video, they were all stunned, this wasn’t what they imagined.
Soon after.
Comments under the video grew rapidly, with shares following one after the other.
[Annual drama can’t hold a candle to this, not even TV shows dare to act like this.]
[Living persons used as blood banks, can’t fathom how a little girl endured.]
[Isn’t Olivia Song’s family committing a crime? No one even cares.]
[Good question above, but being one of the top aristocratic families in Bayne City, who would dare to oppose them, it’s not beneficial for anyone.]
[Is this capitalism, treating human lives like grass?]
[Never liked Olivia Song, yet some call her the nation’s goddess. As a Z Country citizen, how come I don’t know she’s my goddess.]
[Hang in there above, a wave of fans is heading your way, remember to turn off private messages.]
Soon, Olivia Song’s fans rapidly rallied, causing a buzz in the comment section.
[What can a single video show? If the adopted girl says it’s blood extraction, then it’s blood extraction, where’s the evidence?]
[Who knows if she hired someone to maliciously edit the video, deliberately to ruin our Olivia’s reputation.]
[Ridiculous, if Song Manor really had issues, would they be one of Bayne City’s top families, talking about capitalism, must be out of their minds.]
[With wealth, looks, and character, how can she not be the nation’s goddess.]
Even more, the two sides started trading insults, neither yielding an inch.
John Sinclair looked at the comments, his eyes filled with cold disdain, "A bunch of self-righteous internet sages."
Moments ago they were spewing insults at Olivia, yet now they could switch to bicker with Olivia Song’s fans.
"John, if they weren’t like this, how could they be called keyboard warriors," Sebastian Winn patted his shoulder, "They think they’re doing good deeds, yet fail to realize their words can ruin a person’s life."
Olivia heard the remark, speaking indifferent, "Don’t pay attention to these low-intelligence comments."
The three of them had already reached the classroom door when Isabella Xyler, upon hearing the voice, was the first to look up, feeling at ease seeing Claire Green’s normal expression.
"Olivia, you haven’t really drawn blood from that girl, have you?"
Chris Hahn furrowed his brows, cautiously watching the girl’s expression.
As those words fell.
The others also focused their gaze on her, yearning to hear the word ’no’ from her.
Claire Green nonchalantly raised her eyes, her tone icily cool, "So idle, today the papers double."
"Don’t, Olivia."
Suddenly, there was an outcry from below.
Another girl glared at Chris Hahn, irritatedly saying, "Why did you ask this!"
Didn’t even finish yesterday’s papers, today directly doubling, is there anyone worse off than them?
"Not willing?"
Claire Green rubbed the base of her thumb, her tone was calm, yet it conveyed a sense of danger.
In an instant.
Everyone shook their heads unanimously.
"How could we be unwilling, I love the papers, the papers love me."
John Sinclair and Sebastian Winn had just sat down when they heard Olivia’s resigned voice.
"You three double."
Bang.
John Sinclair barely settled himself, suddenly falling to the ground in fright.
Everyone seeing this scene had their shoulders twitching, covering their mouths trying not to laugh.
Sure enough, there’s no such thing as the worst, only worse.
Isabella Xyler widened her eyes, sillyly asking, "Why, I didn’t join in the trouble today."
Who’d have thought.
Claire Green chuckled lightly, unemotionally speaking, "Did you, your eyes tell me you want to join them."
Isabella Xyler’s lips twitched, since when did Olivia fabricate things out of nowhere?
In the end, the three could only resign to their fate to focus on the questions, with no one bringing up the situation online.
Students from other classes passing by Class Six were astonished, seeing everyone head down writing papers.
What’s the situation, Class Six actually changed, writing papers even during breaks.
As the number of onlookers grew, Claire Green’s icy expression surfaced, impatiently speaking, "Close the door, draw all the curtains."
The student sitting by the door acted swiftly, almost as if she had just stopped speaking, he started the action to close the door blocking their gaze.
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"Julian, with people online spewing hate towards Claire Green, are you really not planning to take action against Song Manor?"
George Xyler brows furrowed ever since seeing the news till now.
Julian Sia tapped his slender fingers on the table, his refined face now icy cold.
After a moment, with George Xyler looking on, spoke coldly, "Song Manor is currently vying for a government project, have someone give them a message."
"Alright, I’ll personally go later." George Xyler nodded.
However, the timing of this video appearance was too coincidental.
It seemed to be released when everyone’s anger reached a critical stage.
Just then.
Caleb Green came in with a dark face, projecting a chilly aura.
"Caleb, calm down."
Mason Quinn followed him leisurely inside, not forgetting to advise calmly.
George Xyler noticed this, immediately understanding, Caleb must have seen the video online.
"I never imagined how awful her previous life was."
Caleb Green covered his eyes, preventing the emotions in them from showing, yet the slight coolness in his voice gave him away.
A girl who should have been raised with utmost care at the Green Estate, but was constantly tormented over seventeen years, no wonder Mason Quinn said those things.
Indeed, he didn’t know enough, lacking the bitterness of others, how could he expect her to be free of resentment.