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Chapter 175: Chapter 178: Sonia Quincy’s Cover is Blown

The moment Sonia Quincy revealed her identity, the hashtag #BloomPrestonIsActuallySoniaQuincy# shot to the top of the real-time trending lists on TikTok and Spudster.

Netizens who had been following the drama about "Bloom Preston being plagiarized" and the local web users of Aethelburg instantly blew up.

They protested in the comments under the trending topic, declaring they couldn’t accept the truth.

GoingInsane: [Holy shit! Bloom Preston is actually Sonia Quincy’s alt persona! So what does that make me, who was trashing Sonia Quincy the day before yesterday and then defending Bloom Preston yesterday? Do I have a split personality?]

LonelyForLife: [Bloom Preston, I’d rather believe you’re the reincarnation of the First Emperor than believe you’re Sonia Quincy...]

SlackerOrange: [Hahaha... I must be dreaming. How could my sweet, kind Bloom Preston possibly be the scandal-ridden Sonia Quincy? WAHHH... Give me back my Bloom Preston!]

RandomBuffalo: [Does the person behind Bloom Preston have to be Sonia Quincy? Can’t it be someone else...? I don’t want Sonia Quincy!]

GoodFortuneToAll: [My heart is broken, everyone. The evil Sonia Quincy is cosplaying as Bloom Preston to get revenge on society!]

"Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit!"

"HOLY SHIT!!!"

Evan Yates slammed his desk and shot up from his workstation with a WHOOSH. Staring at his phone, he yelled nonstop, "Holy shit! Holy fucking shit!"

"...Mr. Yates, what’s wrong with you?" His colleague across from him stared, completely bewildered, unable to understand why a perfectly normal person had suddenly exploded.

"Where’s Preston?" Evan Yates’s eyes were wide as he asked urgently, "Where is Preston?"

The colleague pointed a finger toward the small office on the other side. "Mr. Preston is in his office."

"Preston!!" Evan Yates shouted, kicked his chair aside, and sprinted into Felix Preston’s office.

"BANG!"

The office door was slammed open by Evan Yates. Felix Preston frowned and looked up from his computer.

"What is it?" he asked, perplexed, looking at Evan Yates’s pale face.

Clutching his phone, Evan Yates stumbled over to Felix Preston’s side, muttering "Holy shit" over and over.

"Preston..." He shoved the phone in front of Felix Preston’s face, pointing at the person in the livestream. "Preston, look who this is!"

Felix Preston pushed up his glasses, which had slid down his nose, and lowered his gaze to the livestream on Evan Yates’s phone.

The livestream was incredibly popular, and the person sitting in front of the camera, speaking, was actually Sonia Quincy!

"Sonia..." Felix Preston was instantly dumbfounded.

Evan Yates bent over, his gaze burning as he stared at Felix Preston’s face, speaking in a rapid-fire torrent. "Your wife is Bloom Preston! Your wife is that influencer designer, Bloom Preston!"

"...Bloom Preston? An influencer designer?" Felix Preston didn’t follow influencer gossip; he had never even heard the name.

Evan Yates anxiously scratched his head, explaining somewhat incoherently, "Bloom Preston is... she’s an influencer. Her profession is jewelry design, and she’s really famous online."

"And?" Felix Preston’s eyes were glued to Sonia Quincy in the livestream as he asked, already knowing the answer.

Evan Yates: "And the person behind Bloom Preston is your wife! Your wife is Bloom Preston! She’s not just an influencer, she’s a fairly well-known jewelry designer!"

"..."

Felix Preston suddenly fell silent. He snatched the phone from Evan Yates, his gaze complex as he stared at Sonia Quincy on the screen.

"...Preston?" Seeing his strange reaction, Evan Yates suddenly felt a little uneasy. "Did... did your wife not tell you anything about this at all?"

"..." Felix Preston didn’t answer. After a moment, he just said, "Get a car ready for me."

"...Huh?" Evan Yates didn’t understand what he meant.

He placed the phone on the desk, staring blankly at the open office door, and repeated in a cold voice, "Get a car ready for me. I’m going to find Sonia Quincy."

Evan Yates: "R-Right now?"

Felix Preston: "Now."

Evan Yates glanced at his watch, a troubled expression on his face. "Preston, Mr. Sutton is already on his way. If you leave now, you’ll be standing him up."

Felix Preston’s expression was composed, his tone calm. "I’ll explain things to Mr. Sutton. Get a car ready for me. I have to go find Sonia Quincy right now!"

"But..." Evan Yates was conflicted and didn’t move immediately.

Felix Preston waited for two seconds. Seeing him hesitate, he simply picked up the cane from the corner and prepared to leave on his own.

"...Fine, fine, fine!" Evan Yates quickly stopped him, giving in with a sigh. "I’ll go get the car ready right now. Preston, you just sit tight and don’t move."

Felix Preston said nothing. He silently took out his own phone, opened TikTok, and searched for Bloom Preston’s livestream.

"Lately, the gossip about ’Sonia Quincy’ and ’Bloom Preston’ has been all over the internet," Sonia Quincy said, facing the camera directly, her tone soft and composed.

"Although the gossip about ’Sonia Quincy’ and ’Bloom Preston’ are about different things, as the person at the center of it all, I feel it’s necessary for me to step forward and clear up all the scandals. However, what I need to clarify today isn’t just limited to those two things."

"I have a lot to say, so I ask all of you online to please listen patiently."

Although the viewers in the livestream mostly disliked Sonia Quincy, the moment they heard she had many things to clarify, they couldn’t contain their thirst for gossip and began responding eagerly.

[Hurry up and talk, I’m all ears. I’ve got my popcorn and drinks ready.]

[Clarify? So you’re saying all that dirt on you is fake?]

[Spill the tea! Clarify everything!]

"Bloom." Mina Jennings handed Sonia Quincy the evidence they had prepared beforehand. Sonia took it, placed it on the table, then looked up at the livestream’s public chat and said, enunciating each word carefully:

"Everyone in Aethelburg knows that I, Sonia Quincy, am the fake heiress the Quincy Family raised by mistake. My reputation within the Quincy Family was terrible, and not long after the real heiress, Cecilia Quincy, returned home, I was kicked out of the family for causing trouble."

"And the first thing I want to clarify today concerns the stories circulating about me ’causing trouble’..."

"Mina..." Julia Dawson, who was standing to the side, suddenly beckoned to Mina Jennings.

Mina Jennings walked over quietly and asked in a low voice, "What’s up?"

Julia Dawson: "Bloom’s livestream is getting too popular, and a lot of haters are flooding the chat to curse her out. I used Bloom’s phone to make you a moderator. Get in there and kick out the troublemakers."

Mina Jennings: "OK."

Sonia Quincy: "After Cecilia Quincy returned home, I only stayed with the Quincy Family for less than three months. So many things happened in those three months that it would be difficult for me to clarify every single one. Therefore, I can only choose a few of the more representative incidents to clarify here on the stream."

"The first incident is Cecilia Quincy’s accusation that I deliberately destroyed her Jade Necklace."

[Aethelburg local here. Can confirm, I’ve definitely heard this piece of gossip about Sonia Quincy!]

[My family does business with the Quincy Family, and I’ve also heard Cecilia Quincy mention this. It was a pretty nasty incident. I’m very curious how Sonia Quincy is going to clear her name.]

"A Jade Necklace?" Ethan Lockwood turned his head to look at Cecilia Quincy. "What Jade Necklace?"