Chapter 983: Chapter 983 Always Those Few Words_1
Netizens these days are as smart as Sherlock Holmes when they want to be.
That same afternoon, this incident also surged to the top of the trending searches.
—— "I can’t anymore, is it now trendy for stars to vote for themselves?"
—— "This is just a massive social death in action, I’d suggest Tiffany Lynch just buy a ticket and flee this planet."
—— "Doesn’t anyone feel sorry for Tiffany Lynch? Among the three percent of votes, there’s even one from herself. Who knows how many fake accounts she had to use to vote?"
—— "Eating melons but not believing in melons, it was just a slip of Tiffany’s hand. Onlookers could pay more attention to her sister’s ’The Palace Wall’."
—— "We don’t want to pay attention to your sister’s ’The Palace Wall’, just want to know what kind of move your sister used when she hit someone. Was it the Dragon Subduing Palm or something?"
—— "Onlookers are really ruthless, their words—killing me with laughter! Thumbs up for the retort."
—— "Can’t Tiffany Lynch’s fans do some self-reflection? They all have benefactors, so why is Hannah Winter doing so well compared to her?"
Holding her phone, Tiffany Lynch saw one comment after another popping up, and her mind went blank.
As she watched, tears began to fall.
Eventually, she threw her phone on the bed and cried bitterly.
"What have I done wrong? Why is everyone treating me like this? Why is Hannah Winter so lucky, where am I lacking compared to her? She was just my stand-in from the start..."
It was the same few sentences over and over, to the point where even her assistant could recite them by heart.
But this time she learned her lesson, not listening to anything, not caring about anything, lest she gets slapped by Tiffany Lynch if she goes crazy again.
The room was a complete mess, all smashed up by Tiffany Lynch’s temper tantrum.
If it wasn’t for Jimmy Simmons supporting her from behind, the money Tiffany Lynch made might not even be enough to pay for the damages.
Tiffany Lynch’s wails still hadn’t stopped, and she was cursing about something, nothing like the graceful and composed image she presented in front of her fans.
The assistant chose to ignore everything, bent down to pick up the last piece of broken glass, and prepared to leave. As she was getting up, she inadvertently caught a glimpse of something under the bed.
There was a vague, large black shadow.
A... backpack?
The assistant paused mid-motion, about to take a closer look, when a calm and cold voice came from above, "What are you looking at?"
On the bed, Tiffany Lynch had already stopped crying, although her teary makeup was rather hard on the eyes.
Her eyes appeared unusually dark, threatening an eerie gloom.
The assistant panicked inside but didn’t dare to think further, "I... wasn’t looking at anything."
Her body stiffened.
Tiffany Lynch got up from the bed and walked over to the assistant.
The assistant was sweating like rain, not knowing why, but she felt as if the person in front of her had suddenly changed entirely.
"Aren’t you going to get out?"
Hearing this, the assistant didn’t think twice and ran for the door.
The room became completely quiet again, with the cold wind constantly pouring in from the window, instantly dispersing the not-so-obvious smell of blood.
Tiffany Lynch lowered her head, her gaze lingering on the still-lit phone screen, her eyes dark and sinister, "Hannah, I won’t always lose to you."
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# Shocking! Hannah Winter suspected of going solo successfully, Smile 9 may disband #
Only a night had passed, and the internet was flooded with news about Smile 9’s potential disbandment.
Countless calls were made to Teresa Gordon’s phone, all inquiring about the authenticity of the matter.
After all, Hannah was the most famous member of the group.
