Chapter 43
Estelle remained calm, her heart unshaken. There wasn’t even the slightest ripple of emotion
“I didn’t hit Susan. She hit me. If anyone should apologize, it should be her.”
Julian hadictexpected her to still be in denial at this point.
His brows furrowed. “You claim Susan hit you first, but I had people investigate. The evidence is conclusive. Are you really still trying to demith
julian, you’re willing to convict me based on a few bystanders‘ words? Don’t you think that’s a bit recldess?
At least this time, he hadn’t blindly believed Susan without question. He had done an investigation. But everything he uncovered was exactly what Susan wanted
him to see.
“What exactly are you trying to say, Estelle?”
She Jocked eyes with him, her gaze unwavering as she spoke clearly. “I’m saying I didn’t hit her, and I won’t apologize. In fact, she owes me an apology” Julian’s expression grow colder. “It’s just an apology. Is it really that hand?”
“A simple apology isn’t difficult,” Estelle said coolly. “But only it I actually did something wrong. Slace I didn’t, why should I apologize?”
His expression remained cold. “Whether it was intentional or not, you hit someone. An apology is only right.
She replied evenly, “You’re right. But like I said, I didn’t hit Susan. She hit me.”
Julian lost lux patience entirely. “stelle, you’re being completely unreasonable!”
Estelle looked away. “Julian, stop wasting your breath. I’m not apologizing to Susan. If you have the guts, throw me in jail”
“Fine. You’ve got puts,” he said, laughing in anger. “just don’t come crying to me later.”
After that Julian never returned, as if waiting for her to admit her mistake and apologize.
Estelle ignored in altogethe
Then, a news report about the “truth” of Susan’s accident shot to the top of the trending list, its popularity skyrocketing.
To back up the claims, several photos were attached for credibility.
The report painted Estelle as ruthless, accusing her of deliberately causing a crash to kill s
With so–called “solid evidence” out in the open, netizens erupted with outrage.
“This woman is absolutely vicious! Ruining Susan and Mr. Grant’s relationship wasn’t enough. Now, she wants to take Susan’s life? Does she really think that ME Goat will love her it Susan dies? Dream on! A vennigious woman like her will never deserve the love!”
“She stemilyang! Mc Grant, sun! Divorce her before it’s too late. Who lows! She might kill you next!”
*I curse Estelle to drop dead!”
“We can’t let a mindener man freel Lockherup before she hate someone else!”
“Death penalty!
**Death penalty!”
The comment section was faded with relentless insults
Extrciaisis exco!
a threatened to send funeral wreaths to Estelle’s home. Some also photoshopped memorial pictures of her. Others leaked her personal contact
Her phone was bombarded with calls. Texts poured in immediately after, ose vicious curse after another.
Public outrage continued some ratiosul voices pointed out the lack of solid evidence, but the mobs quickly downed them out
As long as une insulted her, they were on the right side.
Anyone who tried to be neutral was instantly labeled a ghostwriter or a PR professional dolig damage control.
Three days later, Estelle was discharged from the hospital. She had fully recovered and saw no need to notify anyone,
But the moment she stepped outside, a mob appeared out of nowhere, surrounding her.
“Luelle, you cold–blooded wanderer You think you can escape the law by bribing your way out of this?”
