Nora Scott rarely starts a live stream herself and didn’t want to trend online, but the viewers cooperated and didn’t put her on the hot search. However, once Rosa Sullivan and Julian Linfield’s conversation was out, it couldn’t be contained anymore, and within half an hour, it exploded to the top of the hot search.
The netizens had a huge gossip feast, feeling bloated and constantly joking around.
[Rosa Sullivan is being harsh on herself. Even a little attention to Nora Scott could have prevented the iconic scene from being live-stread.]
[The persona has collapsed too hard. I truly believed there was such an untouched flower in the world, only to find it was just a packaged lie.]
[So fake. Lies told long enough beco your truth, huh? She’s fooled us for so long, and even when exposed, she refuses to face reality and apologize, pretending to be a close disciple, then begging Master Linfield for rcy. She even does disgusting things like this.]
[When she left the "Reversing Life" crew, I felt sorry, but now I can only say thank heavens. With her there, "Reversing Life" would have definitely been ruined.]
...
The netizens taunted enthusiastically. Shortly after, a PR account suddenly posted on Weibo that Rosa Sullivan encountered a car accident on the way and was now rushed to the hospital for rescue, her life or death unknown.
Originally, the live stream issue had Rosa Sullivan trending very high, and now, with this sudden news and the PR accounts and bots twisting the narrative, public opinion started to change. So sympathized with Rosa Sullivan, so cursed those who previously mocked her, and so even shifted all the bla to Nora Scott.
[Just an identity of an apprentice, who doesn’t have a bit of vanity? Should Rosa Sullivan be sentenced to death?]
[Enough already! Rosa Sullivan must have gotten into the car accident knowing she was being live-stread. If sothing really happens to her, Nora Scott should pay with her life!]
[She’s just a young girl who hasn’t done anything heinously wrong, and you all verbally abuse her to death, are you still human?!]
[Keep cursing, go on, keep cursing! She’s in the hospital now; only when she’s truly gone will you start reflecting, right? Can online violence please stop?!]
...
Concerning matters of life and death, reasonable people naturally shut their mouths, not arguing with those supporting Rosa Sullivan. However, anyone daring to speak ill of Rosa Sullivan was imdiately t with private ssages of insults, doxxing, tornting them as if speaking a word was a heinous cri.
anwhile——
After lunch, Nora Scott rembered the matter of recording the conversation between Julian Linfield and Rosa Sullivan during the live stream. Thinking this would surely stir up a storm online, she took advantage of Julian Linfield’s mont while he was making tea to check the situation online with her phone, unexpectedly stumbling into news of Rosa Sullivan’s car accident.
She clicked open the comnts...
Nora Scott’s eyebrows furrowed deeper and deeper.
Driving herself into a ditch, yet has the face to bla soone else, not fearing that her guilty conscience would invite ghosts to bang on her door at midnight.
Nora Scott flicked her wrist: it seed she hadn’t shown Rosa Sullivan her true ans yet.
Flipping through the local contact numbers on the Biel Hall APP, Nora Scott dialed, hanging up after two minutes.
"What ti should we go over?"
Julian Linfield brought the tea over, casually asking Nora Scott.
"Around four or five," Nora Scott replied nonchalantly, "No rush."
She had arrived a day early. Richard Carter had booked her a flight for last night, but she didn’t go. As Nora Scott knew, those engineers were supposed to arrive within yesterday and today, with the official eting starting tomorrow. Arriving tonight would at most upset Richard Carter and others, but wouldn’t impact her or the project’s progress.
Taking a sip of tea, Nora Scott asked, "What does this project have to do with you?"
Julian Linfield replied, "No relation, just a familiar face asking if I know any talented individuals to recomnd."
This matter was actually quite long to explain.
South Fletcher perished in a natural disaster.
This man was wealthy, an invisible millionaire from the South Area, but lacked the comrcial profiteer’s mindset, valuing charity. More than twenty years ago, he invested in a private rescue team, and during an earthquake, while following the rescue team, he passed away due to an aftershock. After his death, all his assets were donated, but part of it was donated to the rescue team in Julian Linfield’s na.
For over twenty years, the rescue team’s leader had intermittently contacted Julian Linfield.
This project is a branch of a secret project, and soone in the secret project cos from the rescue team. On their way to Yangel, they visited Julian Linfield and conveniently asked if he knew anyone skilled in chanical Techniques.
Given Julian Linfield’s recomndation, he naturally valued it highly, even being surprised at Nora Scott’s involvent due to her youth, yet he still recomnded Nora Scott to the leader of 1101, Ryan Ford.
Julian Linfield asked, "Is the team leader Ryan Ford?"
Nora Scott raised an eyebrow, "You know him?"
"Had dealings with the Ford Family, t him a few tis." Julian Linfield nodded, adding, "He’s a bit capable but quite arrogant, dismisses others easily. If he bullies you, just tell ."
Nora Scott replied indifferently, "Won’t need to."
Julian Linfield gave him a sidelong glance.
"I have so entanglents with the Ford Family."
"What?"
Stretching her long legs out, Nora Scott leaned back against the bamboo wall. As the afternoon breeze gently brushed her face, she said casually, "I stole their heirloom."
Julian Linfield: "..." Can I still back out of this troubleso apprentice?
After a mont of thought, Julian Linfield sighed and asked, "Was it you, five years ago, seen as a thorn in the Ford Family’s side, forbidding entry into Yangel for a single step?"
"Yes," Nora Scott replied, "Although their threats are like farting hot air—I’ve been to Yangel plenty of tis, never got caught once."
"..."
Julian Linfield was montarily at a loss for words.
"Why did you steal soone’s family heirloom?" Julian asked in confusion, suspicious, "Are you short on money?"
"Nope," Nora Scott lazily replied, lifting her eyelids. "I stole it and then hid it again. It’s still in their house; they probably haven’t found it yet."
"..."
Since they all think you’ve taken it, who would still think to rummage through the house to find it?
Julian just felt a headache coming on, "Why on earth did you steal from their house?"
"Just that eldest son, what’s his na... anyway, he doesn’t look so great," Nora said casually. "He harassed , I didn’t like it, so I taught him a lesson."
Julian looked silently at her face.
Thinking to himself, if Nora stole from the house of everyone who harassed her, the whole country wouldn’t be enough for her to steal from.
Under Julian’s deep gaze, Nora frowned, rubbed her nose, and emphasized again, "I was only twenty at the ti."
Julian said, "When I was twenty, I was renowned worldwide..."
"..."
Alright, when she was twenty, she was still up to petty thievery, quarreling with those who coveted her looks, truly not achieving anything great.
"Forget it, I’ll go with you."
Julian sighed, genuinely worried about Nora’s safety.
"No need," Nora said. "Just a re Ford Family can’t deal with ."
Julian retorted annoyed, "A strong dragon can’t suppress a local snake. The security there isn’t as good as in Fenton City."
"Young people handle young people’s matters," Nora frowned. "Bringing you along would make it seem like I constantly need soone backing up."
"..."
Sotis Nora’s martial world logic truly leaves people speechless.
While others would rope in parental backing, fearing their reputation isn’t strong enough, when it cos to Nora, anyone backing her up would make her feel like she’s being overshadowed.
Julian did trust Nora’s abilities; otherwise, she wouldn’t have been able to co and go freely in the Ford Family at twenty. Even over the years, the Ford Family couldn’t do anything about her.
Seeing that Julian still seed a bit worried, Nora thought about it and decided to explain a bit, "Don’t worry, they don’t know my na. The only one who’s seen is that big fool from the Ford Family. As long as I don’t run into him, it’ll be fine."
Julian said helplessly, "His na is Johan Ford."
After saying that, he added, "I don’t think he’s a fool; he’s more reliable than Ryan Ford."
"..."
Nora didn’t speak, not wanting to argue with him.
After chatting for a while, Julian asked if soone was coming to pick up Nora when it was ti. Before Nora could answer, a honking sound ca from outside and Nora’s phone screen lit up.
Nora glanced at her phone, stood up, and walked out.
Julian was puzzled: When the food delivery arrived, Nora was indifferent, so what kind of person would make Nora willingly go open the door?
Then—
Julian saw Nora bringing in a handso young man.
"My husband, Pedro Langley." As soon as Nora entered, she introduced him to Julian, "Julian, my newly acknowledged ntor."
Pedro Langley curved his lips, "Hello, Master."
Julian: "..." Damn, flaunting your love from afar wasn’t enough, and now you dare bring him here in front of to show off your love?!
"Master, now that you have taken Nora as a student, it will require your patience. Here’s a little token of appreciation from ..."
Pedro Langley spoke very politely.
Then, he took out a box of tea.
Julian’s hobbies could be counted on one hand, but tea was definitely one of them.
As soon as Pedro took out the gift, Julian’s eyes lit up, instantly sweeping away any hostility towards Pedro.
Sensible!!!
*
That afternoon, the online discourse was dominated by Rosa Sullivan’s hired influencers and supporters, portraying her as a victim and a weakling, overshadowing her shaful deeds of fabricating lies and refusing to admit her mistakes.
However, in the evening, a one-minute dashcam video suddenly took the internet by storm.
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