Reborn Heiress: Taking Back What Is Rightfully Hers! Chapter 628: Suicide Attempt by Slitting Wrists

Dominic was so furious he almost coughed up blood. He imdiately opened Autumn’s Twitter page.

@AutumnV: "Just wanted to clarify what happened recently. Like I said before, it was all a misunderstanding. Aurora and I did agree beforehand to play a ga. She’s always treated like a friend, so I wanted to keep it secret for her. But after seeing her statent, I’m deeply hurt. It was her idea to get Brown and Mr. Everett’s attention — now suddenly I’m the one trying to hurt her?"

Dominic scread in rage, almost smashing Aurora’s phone on the floor.

"That bitch! That shaless bitch! Aaaah! I’m so pissed I could explode!"

His shouting brought Eleanor and Aurora running back in.

"What happened?" Eleanor asked.

She grabbed the phone from Dominic.

Aurora sat down quietly, sipping the warm milk Aunt Li had just brought in.

Eleanor scrolled through Autumn’s tweet and started shaking with anger. "Unbelievable. That woman has no sha! Autumn is officially the biggest trash alive!"

Aurora took her phone back and looked at the tweet with a cold, emotionless voice. "That’s just who Autumn is. No one else could stoop this low. Let’s not waste our energy getting angry..."

When she checked her Twitter, she saw that both Brown and Everett had reposted her statent — clearly showing their support.

Brown even wrote a long tweet, saying he’d spent a day and a night with Aurora, and she never once tried to seduce him. She was kind, decent, and well-mannered — so of course he stood by her.

Even Everett, who practically never tweets, posted a short but strong response:

@EverettV: "Setting aside the fact that I once pursued Aurora — she is absolutely not a manipulative woman. And Autumn, do you think we’re all idiots who couldn’t hear you and your assistant plotting in that video?"

That tweet lit the internet on fire.

Right — people had forgotten the video!

Every line in it made their cruel sche crystal clear.

In no ti, fans were back under Autumn’s tweets, calling her a fake victim and a backstabber.

Naturally, Autumn doubled down on playing the victim.

@AutumnV: "Mr. Adams, I already said... it was a performance. The dialogue was supposed to sound real. I know Ms. Wilson is more famous than I am, so of course people believe her. There’s nothing I can do!"

Her shalessness was unbelievable. Eleanor and Dominic were shaking with anger, but Aurora just quietly kept playing a ga on her phone. She was done caring.

She’d already made her statent. No matter what she said now, Autumn would never admit the truth.

Autumn’s victim act did start working, though. A lot of won online sympathized with her. So even switched sides and started defending her.

At 10 p.m., Eric also posted a statent on Twitter.

@EricV: "Due to violations of the law, we are terminating our contract with Autumn, effective imdiately. Fans, please open your eyes — don’t let bad people hurt the voice of an angel like Ms. Aurora."

The brief ssage hit hard. It made it clear: Autumn had been abandoned, and the accusations were true.

But Autumn wasn’t done. She kept posting online, saying she was devastated... and then she uploaded photos of her slit wrists.

Instantly, public opinion split. So began blaming Eric and the others, saying they had pushed a struggling artist to the brink of suicide.

anwhile, Autumn was sitting there laughing.

"Ha! You think you can take down? Aurora, you’re too naive. People always side with the victim. You may be the popular one, and sure, Eric and Everett are backing you... but even if everything I did is true, no one will believe you!"

Caroline, sitting nearby, was horrified. Autumn’s sches were terrifying. She’d even thought of faking a suicide attempt just to gain sympathy.

"Cousin... you should wrap that wound. What if it gets infected?" Caroline was scared. She wanted the public to turn on Aurora, but the sight of all that blood still made her uneasy.

"Wrap it? Why?" Autumn sneered. "Why would you curse like that, Caroline? I think I need another cut — really let my fans see how serious I am."

She held the fruit knife, her eyes cold and full of hate.

"Caroline, you need to understand, I had no choice. But since you’re my cousin, once I’m famous again, you’ll benefit too. So how about this — you take the next cut for . Don’t worry, I won’t go too deep. You won’t die."

Autumn smiled as she said it.

Caroline scread in terror and dropped the bandages she was holding. She backed away, shaking.

Autumn had really lost it. She wanted her to get hurt for her?

Caroline glanced at Autumn’s bloody wrist — not deep enough to be fatal, but still...

She shook her head fast. "No, cousin, that’s too dangerous, I—"

"Do you think you can just sit back and enjoy the perks without doing anything? Dream on. Co here and let make a few cuts!"

Autumn’s face darkened, her voice low and chilling.

Caroline always knew she was a little twisted, but now, seeing Autumn’s eyes — cold and insane — she scread and ran out the door.

"No! I’m not doing it! You’re insane!"

She didn’t dare stop. Autumn just stood there, watching her run, laughing coldly.

"That’s humans for you. They’ll do anything for gain. But the mont you fall, they’ll all turn their backs on you."

"Pathetic. She couldn’t even take a few cuts."

With a grunt, Autumn turned back to her room, sat down, and went right back to "fighting" on Twitter with her iPad.

But everything that just happened had been witnessed — by a maid in the house.

The maid shakily stopped the voice recording on her phone and wiped the sweat from her forehead. Then she fled the house as fast as she could.

She’d only wanted to record sothing to sell to reporters — make a bit of money before Autumn got dropped completely and could no longer afford household staff.

After all, Autumn was done for. The maid figured she’d be fired soon anyway, so might as well cash in while she still could.

As she left, she rembered she hadn’t packed all her things, but thought better of going back. What if Autumn snapped and cut her next?

Once ho, the maid nervously called a reporter. "Hi... I’m Autumn’s housekeeper..."

The next morning at 8 a.m., Autumn was taken away.

Her drama with Aurora had beco public knowledge, so when she was arrested, a crowd of onlookers gathered, many filming the scene and sharing it on social dia.

"I’m innocent! I’m innocent!" Autumn scread. "Eric and Everett — they frad ! They’re in so shady relationship with that bitch Aurora... I’ve been set up!"

Even now, she kept up the act. She knew if she played the victim hard enough, people might keep doubting whether the "kidnapping" was real or just a ga.

Outside her building, reporters were packed wall-to-wall.