Rising from the Ashes The Heiress They Tried to Erase Novel

Chapter 193: The moment Rosanna posted, her fans erupted, creating a storm of mentions aimed at Maia, urging her to recognize the massive gap between herself and Rosanna.

Still, Maia refused to respond.

Instead, JusticeBlaze dropped a few sharp-edged comments:

"How hypocritical!" "Disgusting!"

"What is wrong with you?"

Beneath these remarks, a lively thread quickly wove itself together, filled with JusticeBlaze's supporters and Maia's defenders, all pouring fuel on the fire.

"Invincible, JusticeBlaze! Your words slice like a knife. Well done!"

"Quit putting on a show! We're all busy enough without watching your little act."

"Only fools fall for her crocodile tears."

The discussions blazed on like wildfire.

The relentless wave of criticism shattered Rosanna's composure as she sat before her laptop. She was so furious that she almost forgot how to breathe. Her hatred for JusticeBlaze deepened, turning into a fire that gnawed at her.

Without a moment's hesitation, she dialed the private investigator she had hired to ask about the latest findings.

"Sony, but the IP was faked," the detective reported grimly. "They've only posted twice on Facebook, making it hard to dig up solid clues. All we know is that they're married and newlywed. Tracking their real identity will take more time."

The moment she heard the report, Rosanna's fury hit a new high. Who in the world was JusticeBlaze? Why were they gunning for her?

Married? Newlywed?

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It couldn't possibly be Vincenzo. Could it be that Maia had gotten entangled with another married man?

Meanwhile, across town, Chris chuckled after posting his comments. These past few days, he had picked up quite a few tricks from Winters. Just a handful of words had managed to whip up a hurricane.

Rosanna's fans cursed him left and right, but following Winters' advice, Chris clapped back at them without breaking a sweat.

Though his wife had yet to utter a word, Chris simply couldn't sit back and do nothing. Internet trolls were nothing more than noisy shadows; despite all their bluster, Chris found his own sharp words struck deeper. He thought that if he ever met Winters in person, he'd make sure to thank him properly.

From the driver's seat, Brad stole a glance at his boss through the rearview mirror, wondering why Chris was grinning at his phone like he'd just won the lottery. But wisely, Brad held his tongue.

Three days flew by in the blink of an eye.

Maia's name still hadn't appeared on the official contestant list, and the lawsuits showed no fresh movement.

Meanwhile, Rosanna's popularity was on the rise. She threw herself into daily singing practice, occasionally sharing updates on Facebook. Yet no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't uncover the true identity of JusticeBlaze - the thorn in her side.

Every time she posted, she was greeted by the same biting comments.

"Is that it?"

"Sounds terrible!"

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