Chapter 239
Chapter 239:
Malcolm scoffed with disdain. “She’s clever, twisting events to portray herself as the innocent victim p>
Willa anxiously bit down on her lip, frustration rising.
Without dirt on Noelle, how could they ignite public outrage? How could she regain her standing now?
Before Willa could come up with another tactic, Jessalyn pivoted sharply toward Maxton. “If we can’t find something authentic, why not just fabricate the evidence p>
Shock jolted through Willa. Fabricate evidence?
The reality that Jessalyn was willing to orchestrate a false scandal against her own child, purely to stoke public fury, stunned her.
However, once the initial astonishment subsided, Willa found herself smiling slyly, savoring a bitter victory.
“Noelle,” she muttered triumphantly to herself, “you’ve lost now. Even the mother you’ve adored has abandoned you completely p>
J𝗼𝗶n оu𝘳 со𝗺𝗺𝘂𝗻і𝗍у 𝗈n
Maxton remained impassive, unaffected by Jessalyn’s morally dubious suggestion, and remarked casually, “There’s no need for outright fabrication. The security camera footage from the living room can be easily altered to suit our purposes p>
Within two hours, Maxton had uploaded the misleading footage online.
It depicted Noelle roughly pushing Jessalyn onto the sofa.
Accompanying the video, Maxton bluntly tweeted, “The Moss family’s situation is more complicated than it seems. Gerard and Brock might owe apologies to Noelle, but not the rest of us. Yet, she dared to assault her own mother. Does someone like that deserve sympathy p>
The instant the footage appeared online, the Internet erupted into chaos. Initially, many users adamantly denied its authenticity, defending Noelle as incapable of such violence.
Yet skepticism faded as meticulous analysts verified the footage as genuine, untouched by digital manipulation. Social media platforms ignited furiously.
To shove one’s own mother—such behavior seemed utterly incomprehensible. This was her mother, the person who had given her life. How could Noelle treat her so cruelly?
Even those previously loyal to Noelle started to doubt their own judgment. Meanwhile, at Scenery Estate, Noelle lounged on the sofa, scrolling leisurely through the waves of online gossip until the video flashed across her screen.
Her face stiffened briefly, then twisted into a sardonic smile.
The clip wasn’t forged, but it had been maliciously ripped from context. At the time, Malcolm had hurled an ashtray at her; his erratic aim had sent it hurtling toward Jessalyn instead.
Noelle had acted swiftly, pushing Jessalyn aside to protect her from harm. Yet now, Maxton had weaponized her protective instinct against her. So, this was their grand strategy?
A desperate attempt to salvage the Moss family’s image?
To prop up the collapsing stock value of Moss Corporation?
Noelle’s lips curled cynically. It would take more than a deceitful clip to silence her.
If Maxton had been wise, he would’ve erased the original footage.
Fortunately for her, retrieving the complete video wouldn’t be a challenge.
Just as the thought crossed her mind, Ethan returned home.
He strode confidently toward her, loosening his tie with effortless grace, his white shirt emphasizing his strong physique.
Noelle lifted her gaze, curiosity evident in her clear eyes. “What is it p>