WantNovelChapter 1390
Louise's face turned ghostly pale, her eyes wide with fear. Her hands shook as she gripped her phone, the screen
glaring back at her with every message she supposedly sent. The account painted her as someone unhinged,
one moment singing Fiona's praises, the next
flinging the worst kinds of insults.
"Louise: What a sly little fox, learning to seduce others so young-her private life must be a mess."
"Louise: Maybe she's innocent. Let's not jump to conclusions."
"Louise: Do you even know? Her actions are all anyone talks about around here. Don't let her fool you."
"Louise: As long as Fiona's here, our school won't know peace."
There were dozens of messages like these, speppered with obscenities. The online crowd was floored.
"Whoa, is Louise losing it? She's all over the place. Does she have issues?"
"Does she even know what she's posting? I'm at a loss."
"Is she just jealous because Fiona's pretty and stole the spotlight? Is Louise trying to frher?"
"The 's real; even 'goddess' Louise has a mean streak!"
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtWith each comment Louise read, her face grew paler. She looked up in a panic, catching the bewildered eyes of
her classmates in room five.
"This is ssetup! | didn't post any of this!" she insisted, tossing her phone onto the table and scanning her
peers for support.
A girl, caught between disbelief and loyalty, glanced at Louise. The girl's mind raced, considering Louise's social
standing and her family's clout, and she hesitantly cto her defense.
"Nervous chuckle," she said, "Maybe her account got hacked. We shouldn't jump to conclusions until we know
more."
Her voice wavered as she fidgeted, nudging Louise to say something. Louise quickly tried to regain her
composure, forcing a shaky smile.
"Why would | do something like this? You have to believe me," she pleaded.
The room buzzed with skepticism, the doubt almost palpable. After all, the account was Louise's-if not her, then
who?
"It really wasn't me..." Louise's eyes
glossed over, tears spilling a belongs to en.kikistorient
c. Even in distress, her tears stirred sympathy.
The boys in the room found their resolve melting away.
"I don't think it was Louise. Maybe her account really was hacked."
"Yeah, we know Louise. She wouldn't frsomeone new."
"Someone's definitely setting Louise up! I've never trusted that transfer student!"
Louise had always maintained such. a pristine reputation that, even now, swere inclined to believe her
innocence. Seeing their support, she finally relaxed a bit.
"Thanks for believing in me, but it truly wasn't me..." she reiterated, and the crowd's sympathy grew.
Just as they were about to offer
more comfort, a knock echoed
through the room. All eyes turned to the door, where a teacher from the administration stood, face stern.
Seeing the teacher's expression, Louise realized the news had spread like wildfire. Her grip on the desk tightened
once more.
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