The Billionaire's Mistake

MISTAKE 157

Chapter 157: A Bad plan

The internet was exploding with blame and rumors, with each new comment making the online fight even worse. Anya sat watching it all, shaking her head at how ridiculous everything had become. She knew exactly who was spreading all these lies about her and her

sister Emma - lies that could ruin their names and cause huge problems.

It was their Aunt Gina who was secretly pulling the strings, carefully planning all this mess. Anya could tell Gina was getting desperate, trying super hard to make people suspect Anya and Emma instead of her. But Anya wasn't falling for it.

With a small smile, Anya looked through all the latest accusations on her phone, feeling both amused and annoyed. The claims were so crazy and unbelievable, but somehow more and more people were starting to believe them.

But Anya wouldn't let what everyone was saying change her mind. She knew what was really true, and she refused to get dragged into all the lies and tricks. Seeing what Gina was doing just made Anya more determined to show everyone who was really behind this

mess.

As she kept reading through all the wild stories online, Anya couldn't believe how bold her enemies were being. The lies about Emma, the threats against their mother-in-law - each new story was crazier than the last, but people online were treating every word like it was completely true.

"The person who posted this, what was the threat? I threaten people everyday, it might not be what we think." someone commented under the post.

"Is that what really matters?"

"Should she be threatening her mother-in-law? Is that how a well trained child should behave?" the author of the post commented.

her alive. I would have ended her by now and surrendered to the

did

was really going on. She knew that Gina was actually the one making all this drama happen, working secretly to save herself by making other people look bad instead of her. While Anya read through the flood of mean comments and lies online, she actually felt kind of good. She knew that the truth would win in the end, and

do. She was going to show these women who thought she was weak that they were wrong. They wouldn't learn their lesson until things got really serious. Fine if that's how they wanted it, she'd play along. Since they wanted everyone to know what they were, she wouldn't stop until they got exactly that

and fighting. Anya stayed calm through it all. She wouldn't be gster, she wouldn't let them scare her, and the definitely wouldn't let herself get pushed around by comments from people who didn't know what they were talking about.

find Anye sitting on the edge of the bed, her gaze fixed on her phone screen Concem enched his features

be reading those comments" he urged gently, his voice tinged

this negativity, and their opinion doesn't "But still, it's not good for you to dwell on it." Daniel insisted, his brows furrowing with Coonem. "This were of negative public opinion surrounding you and Emma is getting out of Anga waned off bis coooms with a dismissive gesture. "I understand your concern, Daniel, bor trust me, I have a plan to deal with this. I'm just waiting for the

a sigh, shaking his head

Anya, but I

fermented enough. It's time to take

probably right," she conceded, a hint of amusement in her voice "Richard, Emma's lawyer, will likely start

determined glint in his eyes. "Exactly. We can't afford to wait any longer. We

nodded, her expression serious now. "You're right, Daniel. let me make post,"

over the keyboard as she prepared to make a bold statement. With determination in her eyes, she began

logged onto her social media

are wondering how my sister, Emma and I inherited our mother's property, you are wondering wrong. We inherited our late mother's property. My Uncle may com property, but that has nothing to do with us as we are not close. My mother is the true oster of the company now known as Jones Co given to her by

her son took over the property and threw my mother and her children out. My sister and I were forcefully separated after she orchestrated a fake kidnapping and the company was passed to her son, Martin Jones. I am not sure what property my uncle has, but I am sure he has left it

visit him. He tricked my sister into marrying the walking manure, Charles smith to benefit his business where she was abused by him and my little nephew almost killed by that walking corpse, Mrs Smith. If any of you want that family, I can ship you to them, no shipping fee necessary. As for my sister and I, we do not care if Martin Jones or his mother

social media platforms. Comments and reactions flooded in, ranging from support to

of it and spread it. There were many who were skeptical about the claims made against