Chapter 311
Meanwhile, the viral video captivated more and more stunned viewers online.
“Wow! There’s zero doubt—Willa deliberately spilled that water bottle.”
“Seriously? And just minutes ago, she was swearing innocence. Has anyone ever been this shameless?”
“Honestly speaking, Noelle was competing for our country’s pride internationally. Willa sabotaging her means she’d prefer our nation’s humiliation over Noelle’s success. Who even acts like that?”
“Disgusting move, Willa Moss! You’re beyond selfish!”
“A few days ago, I was convinced Willa had genuine talent. I even started rooting for her designs. Clearly, I was blind. Turns out the Moss family can’t produce a single decent person.”
𝗬𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖽а𝗂𝘭𝘺 𝗱o𝗌е o𝘧 ո𝗈𝗏𝗲𝗅𝘴 𝗈𝗇 ga𝗹ոovels.𝘤𝗼𝘮
Just yesterday, Willa’s star was rising fast, boosted by admiration for her creativity.
Yet today, everything shattered, plunging her reputation into deeper disgrace than before.
Eyes glued to the growing storm of online hatred, Willa’s hand tightened around her phone until her knuckles whitened. Rage twisted her expression, filling her eyes with cold fury.
She could not see any fault in her own actions. All she ever wanted was to shine instead of letting Noelle take the spotlight. Was that really so terrible?
If someone had to bear blame, wasn’t it obviously Noelle?
Willa pressed her teeth against her lower lip until the color drained away. Her fine features tightened with an uneasy, raw tension.
“Willa, why are you just standing around with your phone?” Maxton’s voice cut abruptly through her thoughts.
The sound yanked her back from her worries. She forced a shaky smile, then let it slip into a sorrowful, wounded look. “Maxton, people online are turning on me again, all because of Noelle.”
Rumors about the water bottle fiasco had already exploded across the internet—there was no hiding from it. She thought it best to tell Maxton herself before he heard it from anyone else.
Hearing her words, Maxton’s face clouded over. The nerve of those people, slandering the Moss family’s cherished daughter.
Yet, after viewing the evidence, shock rippled through his narrowed eyes. Willa had clearly sabotaged Noelle on purpose.
Despite the ruined sketch, Noelle still outshone Eric.
Exactly how exceptional was Noelle’s design talent?
While Maxton grappled with confusion, he glanced upward and spotted Noelle confidently exiting the venue alongside Farrell and Ansell. Suddenly, realization crashed into him.
If Noelle took charge as the lead designer at Moss Corporation, there was no question she would leave Willa in the dust. She had what it took to breathe new life into the family business—faster than anyone else.
Still biting her lip, Willa darted anxious glances at Maxton, eyes shining with tears she refused to let fall.
She wondered what was running through his mind. Did he blame her for knocking over that bottle on purpose?
She had played out every possible reaction from Maxton in her mind, but not the one that unfolded. He ignored her and marched straight toward Noelle.
“Maxton?” she called out, her stomach sinking as she rushed after him.
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