Reborn on Wedding Night: Flirting the Cold Bigshot into Blushes Chapter 56: Rumors and Gossip

After Alia Wright finished speaking.

Godfery Shaw remained motionless, lost in thought.

Alia Wright waved to Godfery Shaw: "I’m leaving. I’ll leave my necklace with you as a keepsake."

Goodbye, Godfery Shaw.

She was returning to her solitude.

In this life, she could only dwell in the abyss of revenge.

Hailey Smith, standing at the door, looked at the Young Madam in confusion, then glanced at the Young Master sitting in the café without moving, quickly following the Young Madam out.

Soone was protecting the Young Master; he only needed to ensure the safety of the Young Madam.

Alia Wright walked out of the café, completely discarding that trace of vulnerability in her eyes.

Hailey Smith quietly glanced at the Young Madam, feeling that since coming out of the café, her aura seed colder. Did sothing happen inside?

Hailey Smith didn’t know, nor did he dare to ask!

At this mont, soone not far away suddenly threw sothing towards Alia Wright.

Thinking it was a weapon, Hailey Smith quickly stepped forward to block it, only to find it was just a rotten fruit.

Hailey Smith looked ahead with a dark expression.

A few girls gathered together looking at Alia Wright, discussing spiritedly.

"Ugh, that’s the ungrateful woman who forced her foster parents to divorce."

"Look, look, there’s new news. Not only did she force her foster parents to divorce, but she also used sches to take her foster father’s company shares."

"Oh my God, she even dared to seduce Young Master Shaw! There are pictures with the truth, so shaless! With that face, she’s clearly a fox spirit."

Originally, Alia Wright was already heavily criticized online, and now with new revelations, the topic imdiately shot to the top of the hot search.

The things Alia Wright had done were listed one by one, painting her as a heinous villain.

Angered, a girl attempted to splash her cup of iced milk tea at Alia Wright.

Hailey Smith hurried to block it, his sleeve getting soaked, angrily shouting, "Get lost imdiately, I’ll even beat up won!"

The group of girls quickly ran off, still pointing at Alia Wright as they turned back.

Alia Wright was indifferent to these insults; having experienced much worse in her past life, these words seed inconsequential to her.

As she had successfully plotted against Oliver Wright, the rumors should settle down.

Alia Wright took out her phone and called Anna.

On the other end, the seductive, older sister-like voice teased, "Little darling, what’s up this ti?"

Alia Wright coldly said, "About those posts I asked you not to suppress before, you..."

Before Alia Wright could finish, she was cut off by Anna’s excited voice, "I know, do you want to fan the flas again? I’m good at that! What exactly did that Alia Wright do to offend you, with this stance, do you want to force her out of Riverwood City?"

Alia Wright’s expression stiffened slightly: "No, I want you to suppress the hype."

Anna: "?? Little darling, you spent 500,000 to create this montum, why suppress it now?"

Alia Wright remarked indifferently: "I’ve now taken a liking to Alia Wright."

"Tsk, even you, with your stone heart, are softening? No way, I’ve got to understand what makes Alia Wright so special."

"....", Alia Wright stressed again, "And rember to expose who posted the rumors."

The ones who could do this to her were none other than those from the Wright family or that scumbag Marsh Smith. Whoever it was, this indirectly hard Oliver Wright, and knowing that would probably make Oliver Wright furious.

"Alright, no problem." After Anna rambled on, she emphasized, "I can suppress the online hype for you, but this widespread rumor needs soone directly involved or a person of influence to clarify, otherwise just suppressing it online won’t solve the problem for her."

"Okay, I understand."

"Little darling, unless you tell who you are..."

The call was hung up.

Alia Wright did not intend to find soone to clarify.

As long as it didn’t affect her, she didn’t mind.

Hailey Smith watched Alia Wright quietly, always feeling that the Young Madam was mysterious.

Unlike a foster daughter who grew up oppressed and ignorant, the Young Madam could make dicine, hypnotize, and race cars; her friends seed mysterious too.

At this mont, Alia Wright’s phone rang.

She picked up the phone; it was her teacher, Robert Reed.

As soon as Alia Wright answered, the elderly voice on the other end was indignant, "Little apprentice, did you really take business and shares from the Wright family?"

Alia Wright’s eyes narrowed imperceptibly: "Yes."

The better soone treated her, the more she shouldn’t get close. Revealing herself as a bad person was simpler this way.

But just as Alia Wright was thinking this, she heard the elder disdainfully say, "What’s the value of those Wright family shares? Little apprentice, if you want, I’ll transfer so of the Ink Manor shares to you."

Alia Wright: "?"

Are all teachers in this world so generous?

To gift a student unrelated by blood paintings worth tens of millions, and now even offer shares directly.

Alia Wright never believed in good deeds without reason, but this teacher left her flustered.

Indeed, there’s no good without reason in the world, but Alia Wright didn’t know that all of this was simply because of her paintings.

Only those who had truly lost their closest loved ones would resonate with such depth.

Alia Wright was too much like the younger Robert Reed, even with a heavier aura of fierceness. Robert Reed didn’t want Alia Wright to live with the sa regret and pain he did. He wanted Alia Wright to let go of her hatred and live a new life.

After all, neither paintings nor wealth can be brought to life or taken with death.

Robert Reed had no family left in this world; he simply wanted to tell this little apprentice that life isn’t all despair.

Alia Wright was unaware of these matters, so she found this teacher-student bond rather abrupt.

She certainly wouldn’t accept the Ink Manor shares and explained her situation with the Wright family, only then did her teacher hang up the call.

As soon as she hung up, another call rang.

Before Alia Wright could bring it to her ear, she pressed the answer button.

Emma Lewis’ anxious voice rang out from the other side: "Alia, why have you been on the phone! What’s going on online? I discussed this internet news business with you last ti, why haven’t you dealt with it, and it’s getting worse, are the Shaw family PRs dead?"

"It’s not..."

"What not, they’re calling out that you’re seducing Young Master Shaw online, it’s freaking hilarious, you’re married to Young Master Shaw, like, let Godfery Shaw clear this up, go public if you have to, it’s no big deal."

Alia Wright imdiately said: "No, this can’t go public."

Since she no longer wanted to involve Godfery Shaw, she couldn’t let it go public.

Emma Lewis paused for a mont and then helplessly said: "If you don’t want to go public, that’s fine. I’ll just help you handle it a bit."

Alia Wright’s refusal was ineffective.

Even Hamilton called later, saying he had asked his sister to help her out.

Alia Wright was puzzled; she was cold to everyone, so why were these people so concerned and willing to help her?

At this mont, Hailey Smith exclaid, "Young Madam, soone online has clarified things for you."