Yasmine Sterling knelt there in the research institute, pleading tearfully with Serena, her eyes filled with fear and terror, as if she was genuinely scared by Serena’s fans.
Shania quietly asked Serena, "Serena, are your fans really that crazy?"
Serena’s fan count had surged to over thirty million, and now Yasmine suddenly claid she received abuse and threats from Serena’s fans.
Serena was hearing about this for the first ti; she stepped forward, approaching Yasmine, "You claim those are my fans, how can you prove it?"
Yasmine was clever this ti and didn’t want to fall into Serena’s trap because the matter was fabricated by her, making it easy for Serena to spot inconsistencies.
Crying, Yasmine took out her phone and began to speak, "Serena, look, I took pictures, my Weibo private ssage inbox is exploding. Your fans used all kinds of malicious language to curse , calling a seductress of Mr. Crawford, a floozy, and even cursed my entire family. I’ve received many packages over the last couple of days, containing indecent adult toys, disfiguring acid, terrifying red ink, and so frightful letters. Your fans say they’ve hired people who are already on their way. I should be careful because they’re planning to assault and then kill . Serena, I’m really scared..."
Serena glanced at Yasmine’s phone. She indeed took a lot of pictures, all of which looked very realistic and chilling.
Everyone started discussing,
How could Serena’s fans be so terrifying?
Now that Serena has beco a celebrity, everyone’s sharing her pictures in hopes of living a dream life. During Serena’s birthday party, she tore into Yasmine like that, so her fans naturally followed suit, abusing and threatening Yasmine.
Yasmine didn’t actually do anything, right? Serena’s really gone too far this ti, pushing Yasmine to the brink like this!
Serena curved her lips into a cold sneer, "Yasmine, I sympathize with your situation, but kneeling to won’t help. You should imdiately call the police and let them handle it!"
Yasmine froze; she never anticipated Serena would suggest calling the police. She couldn’t alert the police; she would be implicated.
Serena observed the cracks forming on Yasmine’s visage, her exquisitely shaped eyebrows raised slightly. Serenely, she took out her phone and dialed 110’s number in front of Yasmine, "Yasmine, since you don’t want to call the police, I’ll do it for you now. Just wait."
Yasmine felt a chill down her spine. At that mont, she urgently lunged forward, hugging Serena’s leg, "Serena, don’t call the police. They’ll find ; they’ll harm my family and friends... Ah, I’m so scared!"
Yasmine scread, shut her eyes, and imdiately fainted.
Joan Alden rushed over, glaring at Serena angrily, "Serena, you’ve done enough! Isn’t it bad enough what you’ve done to Yasmine? She’s just a gentle girl, and you scared her till she fainted. I’ve never seen anyone as vicious as you!"
Joan Alden carried the unconscious Yasmine horizontally, quickly sending her to the hospital.
Everyone’s gaze towards Serena beca strange,
This Serena is truly ruthless; she’s already scared Yasmine to faint. If this continues, I reckon Yasmine’s ntal state will suffer.
We better keep our distance from Serena. We can’t afford the trouble, but we can avoid it.
Everyone promptly left.
Shania stamped her foot angrily where she stood, "Serena, Yasmine’s played the victim card beautifully; now she has turned the tables on you with a perfect coback."
Serena stood her ground, looking at the direction Yasmine disappeared, "Shania, don’t worry. Let’s see what more drama Yasmine plans to stage; let her jump around for a while first."
Seeing Serena’s calm deanor, Shania felt reassured.
...
The two entered the pharmacy, and Serena pointed at the flower pots in the corner, asking, "Shania, did you plant so rare dicinal herbs in these flower pots?"
Shania nodded embarrassedly, "Actually, my family is also into dicine, but I never liked studying it since I was young. My grandpa was quite disappointed in ; I’ve not achieved much, just enjoy planting flowers and testing rare or even extinct herbs hehe."
Serena’s eyes widened; cultivating rare herbs is considered lacking ambition?
"Shania, you’re really amazing. How about I help you take these flower pots outside for so sun?"
"Sure, thank you, Serena."
Serena carried a flower pot outside, not watching where she was going, and her head suddenly bumped into a firm wall of muscle with a "thud".
Ow.
Serena was in pain and reached out her small hand to rub her forehead before looking up. A handso face lood larger in her view; she had bumped into Zane Crawford, who just ca in.
"Sorry, I didn’t an to." Serena quickly apologized.
Zane stood there watching her collide with him earlier. The girl was curiously gazing at the flower pot in her hands and hadn’t noticed him. Now, the spot on her smooth, fair little forehead had reddened due to the bump.
Shania ran out at that mont, "Serena, are you okay?"
Zane glanced at Shania, who had successfully slimd down. Shania quickly spun in a circle, smiling lively and adorably, "How is it? Isn’t it eye-catching? I’ve lost weight, thanks to Serena!"
Zane looked back at Serena, then said nothing and returned to his seat.
Shania watched Zane’s striking yet aloof deanor as he picked up a dical book, his slender fingers white and beautiful, akin to artworks.
"How about it, Serena? Isn’t he handso, like a noble son from a distinguished family with aloof pride? He’s the heartthrob of our research institute!" Shania whispered excitedly.
Serena rubbed her forehead, "Shania, do you like him?"
"The love for beauty is innate, but I don’t like him nor dare to; he’s very aloof. When he first ca to the institute, our senior girls were crazy about seeing him, but this whole ti, he’s never spoken to any girl," Shania gossiped.
"Really?"
"Yes, he’s not interested in us, but Serena, I think he treats you differently!"
Serena’s eyes flickered, "What do you an?"
"Well..." Shania pondered how to say it, "I just feel that since you showed up, he’s been different towards you. Did you know him from before?"
Serena quickly shook her head, "I didn’t know him. Shania, don’t talk nonsense; I’m already married, and Mr. Crawford is very jealous!"
Upon ntioning the jealous Mr. Crawford, Shania stiffened in fear montarily.
...
Serena had just finished moving the flower pots when there was a "ding"; Leah Thorne sent her a ssage: Serena, check out Weibo; Yasmine’s turning it around strong.
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