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Chapter 176 All Over

The lively bonfire came to an end, and the tourists gathered for a group photo before returning to the bus and heading back.

Meanwhile, a black car continued to follow them on the way back.

They arrived back at the hotel at four in the morning.

None of the three of them felt sleepy. As they recalled memories of the northern lights and looked through the photos they took, they chatted joyfully, and their excitement grew.

Charlie picked a few photos and posted them on her Instagram.

In the past, when rumors about Imogen and Troy’s relationship first began circulating, Charlie had spoken up for Imogen and faced a lot of criticism from netizens.

But when Troy clarified the situation, and the narrative turned around, Charlie gained more. followers for her loyalty to her friend.

Of course, there were those who liked to criticize had claimed that Charlie and Imogen weren’t really friends and that Charlie was just using Imogen to gain public recognition. Charlie didn’t pay attention to those comments.

She had mentioned her travel plans on Instagram when she decided to go on the trip, and many fans shared their experiences below her posts.

When leaving Oslo, she shared her traveling experiences in Oslo on Instagram, coupled with carefully edited photos.

That time around, she posted a grid of nine pictures.

The eight surrounding photos were all photos of landscapes and the northern lights, while the center one was a group photo of the three of them under the northern lights.

The comments began to pour in.

Some praised the beauty of the northern lights, some shared their travel experiences, and some were filled with envy.

Among the amicable comments, Charlie suddenly noticed something grating.

[The woman standing on the left in the middle photo must be Ms. Forbes, right? She’s quite cunning. You defended her on the internet and faced all the backlash while she stayed quiet in the background. She’s probably just using you and never saw you as a friend. These rich people are all shrewd.]

Charlie contemplated responding and confronting the commenter, but after some thought, she decided to delete the comment instead.

However, Imogen still saw the comment before Charlie managed to delete it.

The three of them stayed up chatting until five in the morning.

Imogen lay in bed with her eyes closed, carefully reflecting

up to the keyboard warriors on Instagram. Fearless was she in the face of all those critics against her in the comments and the even more derogatory private messages people

she knew she wasn’t

a time, her calm appearance was but a

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look down on her, knowing that he disliked people

accused of being a third wheel, even if she couldn’t make a post on Instagram, she could have held a press conference or done a live stream to

she did neither.

but despite the sadness and frustration she felt, she always swallowed her grievances

she had been chasing Troy’s footsteps, seeking his approval, and it had become her habit.

didn’t dare complain in front of Henry, fearing his displeasure and

herself without his approval, worried he’d get angry and hate her even more.

to thank her two friends. Without them, it would have been hard for her to

of loving Troy, she lost so much of

After

that, she wanted to be herself again, considering her

others thought of her and

up in the middle of the night and logged into her Instagram account, the one she hadn’t used ever since being cyberbullied.

It’s all over.]

a photo of

comments flooded the comments section,

was filled with people sympathizing with and supporting Imogen, berating Troy as trash, and even attacking the woman who Troy

none of it mattered

moment she made the post, she heaved a sigh of relief as if a heavy burden had been lifted

her chest.

worry about displeasing Troy, and she would no longer affect him. She switched off the screen of her phone, closed her eyes, and quickly drifted into sleep. Little did she know, just a wall

took out one of Imogen’s garments from his luggage and

had moved back into the master bedroom. Only by lying on the large

sleep was interrupted by the

called to remind him to check

the top keyword on

clicked on it and found a recent post

like it had been struck hard, a dull ache spreading within

me? Could it be that she’s

the bedsheets, restraining the urge to go knock on

eyes.

one in the afternoon, Imogen woke up when Charlie and Alex were