novelraw Chapter 177: Exposed on the Spot
Chapter 177: Exposed on the Spot
Vera did not open the notification that contained Ian’s name.She put her phone on silent mode and turned on the projector to watch the performances of top international ballet dancers from the past two years.
In the dim living room, the light from the projector screen illuminated her calm profile. She sat cross-legged on the carpet, the sound of her pen scratching on the notebook as she recorded each technical detail.
Meanwhile, online, following the release of Ian’s recording, the public discourse reached its climax.
"I am Ian Kane."
"All the rumors about Vera demanding exorbitant assets in our divorce case, leading to my downfall, and the speculations of her being indifferent to me after marriage, are purely fabricated."
"The truth is, I voluntarily transferred all post-marital assets under her name. This is the only insignificant compensation I could think of, nothing more."
"She has never wronged anyone. It is I who wronged her."
"Any malicious speculation and defamation against her, my legal team will continuously monitor and hold accountable to the end."
"Enough said."
In the tea restaurant, Rosalind Morgan listened to this recording, her eyes filled with complexity.
This Ian Kane, who once fell from grace and almost had nothing because of Vera, now just regained his footing, yet he did not hesitate to be caught up in public opinion again just to protect her...
Is Vera really that worthy?
Vivian Langdon was even more on edge. She never expected that Vera’s ex-mother-in-law and ex-husband would step out to speak on her behalf. This completely disrupted her plans to smear Vera further.
At this moment, the public opinion online regarding Vera had undergone a significant reversal.
Even the sharpest gossip bloggers began to switch sides: "The main characters and the ex-mother-in-law have both come out to refute the rumors, what’s left to say?"
"So it’s the ex-husband who willingly gave the asset compensation, and it’s the ex-husband who cheated, mistreating Vera, and even deliberately hurt her to put her in jail. Some people really just meddle in other people’s business for no reason."
"Those who previously insulted Vera should come out and apologize. Clearly, she got wrecked by the scumbag and was further cyber-bullied by netizens!"
Vivian saw Rosalind’s complex expression and put on a brilliant smile, "Auntie, Sis is so lucky. I’ve been worried sick for her all day, and now I’m finally relieved."
Before she could finish speaking, her manager Julie suddenly emerged from behind the screen, looking anxious: "Vivian, it’s bad! The public opinion has completely turned towards Vera, and all the marketing accounts we contacted have been sued!"
Vivian glared sharply at Julie — didn’t she see Rosalind here?ightened, he stepped closer.
"Accept? What makes you think you have the right to accept or reject her? Ms. Morgan, don’t you understand the situation yet?"
"The source of today’s turmoil, all the slander and humiliation Vera suffered for no reason, is you!"
"It was you who repeatedly paraded Vivian around, giving her unjustified delusions and courage! It was you who pushed Vera to the forefront of the storm!"
"I haven’t even settled this score with you yet. You better pray Vera doesn’t take it to heart or else—"
As he spoke, a trace of bitterness crossed Noah’s mind as he thought of Vera’s lost expression, his heart clenched, "otherwise, we will be at odds forever!"
Rosalind clutched her handbag tightly, her lips faintly trembling with purple, glaring at his retreating back, "Noah Grant, then let’s see what you can do about your mother!"
Noah slammed the car door with a "bang."
Rosalind also straightened her back and got into the car.
Inside the car, Noah took out a packet of cigarettes, pulled one out, and held it between his lips.
With a crisp "ding," a blue flame flickered, illuminating his slightly furrowed brows and drooping eyelashes.
He took a deep drag and slowly exhaled smoke rings.
He leaned back in the seat, pinching the bridge of his nose with one hand, his Adam’s apple rolling gently.
After a while, Rosalind’s car had long gone.
Noah extinguished the cigarette butt, just about to start the car, when the car’s screen lit up, displaying an unknown number.
His gaze darkened as he picked it up.
On the other end of the line, there was a two-second silence before Ian’s deep, icy, slightly mocking voice came through:
"Noah Grant."
"This is the ’good life’ you promised her after taking her away from me?"
"Letting her be criticized online by everyone for another woman your mom favors?"
"Second Master Grant, this is all you’re capable of."