Revenge is best served cold

Chapter 40 Not Going to Die

Not long after, someone posted an analysis online, pointing out that Elsa had been

steering the narrative from start to finish, deliberately leading people to believe that I was pregnant with Eric's child.

Everyone who learned about my so-

called pregnancy had heard it from Elsa. I had never admitted to it myself.

The post quickly gained traction with countless netizens agreeing. They said they had the same suspicion— something about the evidence didn't add up, and Elsa's words dripped with subtle malice. Some even brought up the old rumors about Jere Propping my chin on my hand, I watched as netizens started turning their anger toward Elsa and the Cornell family. I couldn't help but laugh Mom rushed over with her phone and asked, "Is that post true? Are you really not pregnant?" She seemed genuinely shocked, even reachin The tickling sensation made me step back two paces as I was struggling to suppress my laughter. "Come on, Mom. I'm really not pregnant. Dad walked over as he shook his head with a mix of exasperation and indulgence. "You always keep your schemes to yourself. You could'v in."

I blinked innocently. "I did tell you. You're the ones who didn't believe me."

For a moment, Dad was at a loss for words. Then, he waved it off. “Fine, as long as it's resolved now. But how could Elsa spread baseless r I wasn't about to miss out on the drama. I followed along to watch.

After the post went public, Elsa came to my study, pretending to console me by saying she'd get Quinton to take the trending topics down. E Dad knocked on her door several times, but there was no response. The door was locked from the inside.

Mom's expression turned grim. "Do you think something's happened to her?"

Hearing that, Dad immediately called for the housekeeper to fetch the spare key.

Just then, Jack came rushing in through the front door and was out of breath. "I just saw the news online. I called Elsa, but she didn't pick up Seeing how frantic he was, I couldn't help but mutter, "Relax. She's not going to die. No one's going to off themselves over a few nasty com "You-"Jack glared at me furiously, but then he took a deep breath and said, "Forget it. Elsa is what matters right now. I'm not in the mood to He snatched the key that the housekeeper handed over and unlocked the door before rushing in.

The room was dark with no lights on. Only the faint glow of a phone screen illuminated the bedside.

He turned on the lights, and that was when I saw her. She was curled up on the bed, wrapped in a blanket with only her head sticking out. H