Chapter 216 Nonsense A figure flashed through Sierra's mind, causing her expression to darken.
It couldn't be her.
No matter how much that person hated Sierra, she shouldn't have gone that far.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"I can't stand people who bully others without knowing the facts. This is going to affect your competition for sure." Pursing his lips, Sierra replied calmly, "Let's just wait and see. Even if I say anything now, they wouldn't believeeither." The public opinion was clearly against her right now, and if she spoke out, it would only give them more ammunition to attack her.
"What they're saying is so outrageous. They're even cursing at you. Well, I'll show them no one can talk trash about me!" Madison snapped as she started typing on her phone, ready for a fight.
Sierra glanced at her phone again, her fingers hovering over the screen for a few seconds before she tapped a number in her contact list. The call rang a few times before a voice picked up.
"Hey, Cortisha. I need a favor." At campus, Felicia sat in the piano room, scrolling through the overwhelming number of comments calling for Sierra to be banned from the competition. Her eyes gleamed with excitement.
She had created a fake account with no personal information, which was how she posted her comment. "Insiders reveal that Sierra isn't as innocent as she seems. She latched onto Benson first, then started cozying up to other guys behind his back. She's manipulative and always playing the victim. If anyone deserves the title of 'goody two shoes,' it's her!" While typing away on her phone, Felicia had a look of contempt. She quickly churned message after message, eagerly spreading dirt on Sierra.
Meanwhile, after a long morning of meetings, Theo finally returned to his office. Just as he sat down, Adrian burst through the door, phone in hand, looking frantic.
"Mr. Gray, we have a problem." Adrian placed a tablet in front of Theo.
Theo's expression shifted the moment he saw the screen. The insults and accusations in the comments were vile, completely slandering Sierra. His dark eyes clouded over with an unreadable storm.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Should I have these accounts shut down and the comments deleted?" Adrian asked, visibly frustrated. The audacity of these people. They had no idea they were attacking the future Mrs. Gray.
Theo lifted his gaze, his voice cold. "If you do that, it'll only make them think Sierra actually has someone covering for her. That will cause even more trouble." Adrian blinked, realizing his impulsiveness. "I see your point. My apologies, Mr. Gray. I was being too hasty." Before Theo could respond, Adrian's phone rang. He picked it up, listened for a moment, then turned back to Theo with a more serious expression.
"Mr. Gray, Fabian, the chief organizer of the Marisol Cup, is here to see you." "Send him in." Adrian nodded and left to bring him in.
A few moments later, Fabian Walsh stepped into the office flashingla polite yet cautious smile. "Mr. Gray, sorry to drop by unannounced." Theo shook his hand briefly. "Have a seat."
Fabian settled onto the couch, his gaze flickering toward the tablet on Theo's desk. His brows twitched slightly, but he quickly composed himself.
"Mr. Gray, I'll get straight to the point," he mentioned, clearing his throat! "I assyou've already seen the situation online?" "I have." Theo leaned back against the couch, one leg casually crossed over the other. His gaze was cool, unreadable.
Fabian hesitated before carefully asking, "So... is there any truth to the allegations against Sierra?" Theo's response was immediate. "It is nonsense."