Hiding Behind Her Superficiality by Kyla Olson

“Okay, it’s just as I thought. These people had some monetary transactions with the Weiss and McFarlene Families during the past few days, probably to set me up.”

Looking at these things, Elspeth grew even more suspicious. “But I couldn’t find out who was the one stirring up the rumors. Is something wrong with my sixth sense?”

Seeing how engrossed she was, Frank assured, “You must have your reasons for coming to this conclusion.”

Noticing the abrupt change in his attitude, she couldn’t help but feel suspicious. “Why did you change so suddenly? You’re not the kind of person who will assure me.”

He cleared his throat. “That’s because I know you’re capable, and Mr. Winthrop wouldn’t flatter you for no reason. By the way, what are you planning to do, then? You can’t let them think that you’re such a person, can you?”

“I’ll take care of this, of course.” Despite what she said, she was not the least worried at all.

“What are you going to do?”

Without a word, she found a picture from the folder on her computer and uploaded it simply in a post. A few minutes later, this picture was pushed to the top and became a trending topic with the highest views.

Also, there were all sorts of surprised comments in the comment section.

‘This dress was designed by Elspeth?!’

‘Elspeth is the designer, Jenny? She’s amazing!’

‘Isn’t Elspeth too much of a genius? How could there be such a talented person?’

‘Talented? She’s simply the best!’

Meanwhile, Jordan and Tiffany, who were silently gloating behind the screen at the abusive comments from the netizens about Elspeth, suddenly turned pale the second they saw the news.

With a frozen smile on her face, Jordan uttered, “Who the hell is this Elspeth Lynwood? How could she be Jenny?”

“At this point, there’s no denying that she’s indeed Jenny. Damn it, I thought I could get her good by saying that she was wearing an imitation so that she won’t have the guts to cross us again, but who would have thought…”

If it was true that Elspeth was Jenny, then this matter was as good as over. She was Jenny, so it didn’t matter even if the clothes she wore were imitations. Even if they were imitations, who would have the nerve to question her if she claimed them to be authentic?

that her gastric started to act up. Never in her wildest dreams did she imagine

a daring idea when she saw Tiffany was in just

have an even better

on her face, Tiffany couldn’t help but ask curiously, “What is

close to her and whispered into her ear, and a devilish smirk

“Let’s do it.”

Elspeth saw that the comments were starting to favor her, she relaxed and whisked out her cell phone to play a

Frank said in surprise, “You’re playing this as well? How

my skill, and I

to stifle himself, Frank burst out in

eyes at him and picked her character. “Did you seriously buy that?

laughed even harder. “Really? If that’s true, my brother will definitely

“Oh?” she uttered, intrigued.

the esports madman who has been at the top of the Conqueror’s Pro League

Elspeth then turned to him. “The top of

Pro League. Don’t tell me you’ve never

was first launched, and she had sufficient

a few years after that and only played for fun occasionally when she was back, without any interest in making it into any

it a shot,

and searched for the name of the number

a sudden, she was

‘CrazyKen.’

the hell?

if time permits. He’s training in the club every day and comes and goes without a sound. It might be a little tough

“Sure.”

friend along with a one-liner that read, ‘Are you even fit to be

In brief, he intended to have a one-to-one battle with