The Heiress's Return: From Zen to Zenith

Chapter 986: 465 Candid_3 Chapter 986: 465 Candid_3 Matilda Wilson’s back was covered in cold sweat, she nervously asked: “Sir?”

In an instant, the oppressive aura dispersed.

The man casually said: “I am going up the mountain to deliver something.”

The bag in Matilda Wilson’s hand was taken.

The man turned and walked towards Master Wu: “Please give me the items.

I will forward them to Master Aubree Groove for you.”

Master Wu vigilantly sized him up, “Who are you?”

Matilda Wilson quickly stepped forward and asked: “Sir, you know Master Aubree?”

The man’s deep voice was alluring: “Following in his footsteps.”

Indeed, Master Aubree Groove is the faith of countless people.

Matilda Wilson, devoid of suspicion, said to Master Wu: “Master Wu, give the items to him.

He is heading up the mountain to deliver something to Master Aubree Groove.”

Only then did Master Wu give the man a box wrapped in waxed cloth, repeatedly instructing him: “You must hand it directly to Master Aubree.”

The man simply hummed in response.

Matilda Wilson sighed: “Sir, I apologize for the inconvenience.

The road is slippery due to the rain and the mountain route is rough.

Please take care.”

The man turned and walked directly into the rain.

Matilda Wilson watched as the man’s silhouette gradually disappeared into the rain, and sighed: “Truly, a splendid gentleman.”

“Boss, the mountain route is too dangerous.

Let me make the delivery for you instead?”

“No need, you stay in town and wait for my news.”

The man quickened his pace, disappearing into the dense forest.

——

“Silvia Hayes, Master Aubree is doomed.

Look at the public sentiment online; it’s all gone downhill.” Jenny Linggo said with repressed delight.

Silvia Hayes felt that things were progressing too smoothly: “What about The Harts?

They control half of the media platform.

Why aren’t they stepping in to calm the storm?”

All because they were too confident, thinking that their public reputation was good and that they were big philanthropists, having done some superficial charity work.

This is nothing but a dream.”

Public opinion simmered into a riot over three days, and the fury of the netizens grew, stoked by paid trolls.

Once again, the public found itself opposing big businesses.

Master Aubree Groove, an unblemished jewel.

Even if a small flaw surfaces, this incredibly valuable jewel will become worthless in an instant.

The public is good at creating gods and even better at tearing them down.

They painstakingly put Master Aubree Groove on a pedestal, only to knock her down into the dirt.

A bad person putting down their butcher knife can become Buddha on the spot.

However, if a good person attains even the slightest stain, it is considered unforgivable.

In this world, there has never been an understandable reasoning.

One netizen’s resounding question was swiftly swept into the sea of curses.

“Master Aubree must be crying at home by now.

She’s so hypocritical, I really want to witness her in misery.” Jenna Linggo sighed.

The phone Silvia Hayes had placed to the side suddenly rang urgently.

She instinctively shuddered, then glanced at the caller ID.

She sighed in relief.

Thankfully, it wasn’t her cousin’s call.

“Four Seasons Town?” Silvia Hayes furrowed her brow, “What hellish place is that?”

The man on the other end patiently explained: “Four Seasons Town is at the foot of Whitehead Mountain.”

“Why would she go there?”

“For the specifics, we’ll need more time to investigate.

Please give me more time.”

After hanging up, Silvia Hayes sneered: “So she’s hiding in the mountains now, does she think the public will let her off that easily?

How naive.”

Jenny Linggo’s eyes darted around: “Silvia Hayes, why don’t we finish what we started….”

Jenny Linggo made a snapping gesture with her hand.

Silvia Hayes’ expression darkened rapidly as she shot a cold glance at her.

“Fool, if you want to die, don’t drag me down with you.”

Her cousin would be the first to not let her off the hook.

Jenny Linggo looked somewhat aggrieved: “Silvia Hayes, what are you afraid of?

If no one can prove our actions, Master McKay can’t do anything.

Besides, you’re his real cousin.

Surely you’re closer to him than Master Aubree?”

“What do you know?

I only want her to lose her reputation.

I don’t wish for her death.”

Silvia Hayes’ purpose was clear.

There were already many who wanted Master Aubree dead.

It was not her turn to take action.

Whoever did would be the first to meet a tragic end.

If one did not understand this principle, they would surely die before Master Aubree.

Just as Jenny Linggo was trying to provoke her further, Silvia Hayes impatiently interrupted her: “Enough.

No one wants your Dr.

Aria.

Isn’t his sister also in Pethkids?

Instead of wasting effort trying to kill Aubree, you should be fawning over his sister.

She is your best ticket into the Aria family.”

In a disgruntled tone, Jenny Linggo added: “I wish!

But Ms.

Aria sees herself as superior, looking down on a small socialite from Pethkids like me.”

She had sent countless messages to Vanessa Aria, all of which had gone unresponded, falling on deaf ears.