Chapter 641
"Oh my god... this is too much, I can't watch!"
"Susan, no! Don't make a choice you'll regret later."
"Stay away from that sleazeball, Susan!"
"Ahhh! My eyes! They're burning!"
"This is painful to watch! Spare me, please!"
"Susan, one more step and you'll fall into the abyss. Don't say I didn’t warn you."
"I can’t bear to look anymore."
"As a fan of Susan, I’m feeling really conflicted right now."
"I wish I could jump through the screen and pull Susan back from the edge."
The live comments scrolled by in a torrent of excitement, disbelief, and frustration, each remark sharper than the last. The audience was hooked, unable to look away from the unfolding drama.
Eleanor heard the rich kid’s smug words and caught the greasy wink he tossed her way. Her lips curved faintly, an expression that was neither a smile nor a frown—just enough to signal she had noticed. She gave no other reaction, maintaining that unreadable composure she wore like armor.
But beside her, the weight of another gaze

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