Rising from the Ashes The Heiress They Tried to Erase Novel

Chapter 1195 Chapter 1197: One day, an online friend she'd met in a video game asked whether she was the founder of Annie Crystal. It was because, in the game, Anti adored crystals-so much so that she had collected nearly every type and even built an entire house out of them. That had sparked her friend's imagination. The friend claimed to be Anti's biggest fan-almost obsessively so. In that moment, a sudden surge of vanity made Anti lie. She said she was Anti-the real founder of Annie Crystal. From then on, fate began to turn.

Though she repeatedly begged her online friend to keep it a secret, word still spread. Soon, she became a sought-after figure in the gaming community. Countless players wanted to team up with her. Because of her supposed status, teammates always let her claim loot first, and she amassed rare in-game gear. Her pride swelled like never before... Yet deep down, she knew she wasn't the real Anti. She lived in constant fear, terrified that one day someone would expose her. But day after day passed, and nothing happened.

During that time, she scoured every available source about the true founder of Annie Crystal. When she discovered, to her astonishment, that the designer had never once appeared in public, a bold and reckless idea took root in her mind. Still, she hesitated. She didn't dare impersonate such a famous figure in real life. So she stayed within the safe confines of the gaming world, basking in the admiration of those who believed her secret. But everything changed a month ago.

One day, while being bullied again by older students, she accidentally blurted out that she was Anti-the founder of Annie Crystal. The punches she expected never came. Instead, the group burst into loud laughter. "You're joking, right?" one sneered. "If you're the founder of Annie Crystal, then I must be the President's son!" Lаtєѕt chɑptєrs іn glnοvєls.ο "Don't think sharing a name makes you her," another spat. "Bring us three thousand bucks by tomorrow-or you won't be coming to school at all." Just then, a tall man happened to walk by. He overheard their exchange and frowned.

He sent a message to the Anti he knew from the game, then turned to look at the girl surrounded by bullies. At that very moment, Anti's phone rang. It was him-the teammate from the game, the self-proclaimed die-hard fan. By sheer coincidence, he had come to the city that day to meet other gaming friends. Thanks to him, Anti was not only rescued, but in the days that followed, she began reaping unexpected benefits. Her new allies helped cover up her deception while showering her with flattery and favors. . . .