Chapter 49

Trisha stared at the trending topics on Twitter, her head practically throbbing. The whole internet was ganging up against Liliana, accusing the face mask she endorsed of being a total scam. Meanwhile, her livestream chat was a mess—full of nasty insults and keyboard warriors letting loose. "How much did they pay you, huh? No shame left, clearly. That mask does nothing." "I could get better results splashing tap water on my face. Hell, I wouldn't use that crap even if you gave it to me free." "Suddenly realized I bought this junk two weeks ago... anyone know if I can get a refund?" ... There were all kinds of comments flying in, and Liliana was trying to calmly respond to them one by one. But these trolls weren't here for the truth. They weren't even listening—her words might as well have bounced off a wall. There was no way Liliana could talk herself out of this mess—didn't matter how logical or sincere she sounded. Wilson glanced at the chaos brewing on Twitter. Things were spiraling