Chapter 509

"What an arrogant tone! Seriously, who does she think she is? Has she lost her mind?" "I'm gonna puke. Is she even aware of her past mistakes? What a piece of work." "Does she hear herself right now?" "I’m furious! Is Susan trying to start a fight? Looks like she’s had a pretty comfortable four years—got her confidence and nerve back, huh?" The comments on Weibo were a whirlwind of disdain, accusations, and disbelief. But Eleanor didn’t read any further. She closed the tab with a calm detachment and exited the platform altogether. She had never intended to start a war of words. Her post was meant to draw a line in the sand, nothing more. Her stance was clear. Let them scream. Let them speculate. The truth was coming, and when it did, it wouldn’t need hashtags to prove itself. Eleanor shut the laptop with a soft click and leaned back in her chair, releasing a slow breath. The quiet that followed felt heavy, weighted by the past—and the storm she had just reignited. Two pairs of wide, cu