The Heiress They Couldn't Break novel Chapter 187

Oct 10

The Hoitess They Couldn’t Break

Chapter 187 Losing Favors

Marcelo was beyond frustrated.

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This time, the truth was undeniable. The recordings, photos, and even the original video had all been released.

Everything was in high definition, with no room for denial or excuses.

Now everyone had left. Only Gianna remained. She could no longer keep up the act.

She stood frozen, watching as her brothers and parents walked upstairs, her wide eyes on their backs until they disappeared around the landing.

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She stood there, wide–eyed in disbelief.

No. This couldn’t be real. They just left her there? Alone?

What hurt most was that none of her brothers came over to comfort her. Not one.

She was crying and heartbroken; they still walked away.

In the past, whenever she cried, they would always hold her, soothe her, and cheer her up. But now? Nothing. They just walked away.

Why weren’t they comforting her anymore?

Gianna’s anger flared. She clenched her fists so tightly that her nails dug into her palms, but she didn’t even feel the pain.

Her body trembled, rage and humiliation crashing over her like a storm.

“There must be a mistake,” she muttered to herself.

She refused to believe that the brothers she’d always controlled suddenly turned cold. And her parents–how could they ignore her like this?

She stormed into the living room and dropped onto the couch, her mind already spinning with a new scheme.

Wiping away the fake tears she had forced out earlier, she tried to calm down.

But every time she pictured her brothers‘ indifferent faces, her fury reignited. This had to be Amelia’s fault. That woman must’ve done something behind her back.

Gianna remembered all those times Amelia had whispered things into Marcelo’s ear.

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After each talk, he looked shocked.

Ever since then, his attitude toward Gianna had changed.

“No way. I’m not letting this slide.” Gianna gritted her teeth, her eyes gleaming with cold determination.

The first thing she needed to do was clean up her image online.

So what if they were calling her a homewrecker? She wasn’t going to sit back and take it.

She hurried to her room and grabbed her phone. Soon, she was chatting with her most loyal fans–the ones who would defend her no matter what.

She planned to use her fans and paid trolls to keep an eye on Amelia and dig up dirt on her.

If she could catch Amelia in a scandal or find something to use against her, it would bury her

mess.

The internet had a short memory. Once a new scandal broke, people would forget all about Gianna and Vincent.

Gianna chatted sweetly with her fans, nudging them to track every little thing Amelia did. At the same time, she contacted a few troll farms she knew.

She offered big pay and told them to watch Amelia at all times. The moment anything happened, she wanted it blasted across the web.

Gianna even told her fans to keep a close eye on Amelia and the artists under her company. If they spotted anything suspicious–no matter how small–they were to post it online immediately.

She didn’t have the patience to monitor that slut twenty–four seven, but her loyal fans could do

it for her.

Some of her younger followers were especially easy to manipulate. She knew exactly how to use them.

All she had to do was act sweet and humble, asking them nicely to “help her out.” Then, instead of going to class or getting a part–time job, they’d rush to do whatever she asked, eager to please

their idol.

Once she did that, they would drop everything, stop studying or working, and rush to do

whatever she asked.

Gianna felt no guilt about it. Not even a little. Instead of feeling sorry for distracting them from

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