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Trevor gave lip service to not using showbiz tricks against Aubree, but the moment he turned around, he was already texting his assistant, Joey Reed.

Trever thought, “What better time to spread rumors than during the esports championship hype

But little did Trever know, Auburn was thinking the exact same thing

Plagiarism among college students won’t uncommon, and the Wilson family could’ve easily swept it under the rug without causing much of a stir. But Carmen just had to get on stage. This made her a prime target for public scrutiny.

Bowen wasted no time. By the time Joey was about to pay for a smear campaign against Aubree, the trending searches were already filled with hashtags accusing Carmen of haing a ghostwriter.

Joey said urgently, “Boss, check the trending searches now, Rumors about Carmen hiring a ghostwriter are all over the internet, and people have already figured out she’s your sister Your haters are using this to attack you if we don’t act fast, this could seriously damage your reputation.”

When Joey called, Trevor almost thought he’d misheard. “Wait, Carmen’s the one getting dragged online?”

She thought. If I remember right, didn’t Bryan handle this? How could it still go wrong?”

Trevor’s gaze froze for a moment as a name surfaced in his mind, Bowen.

If Bowen was really behind this, then Bryan alone didn’t stand a chance.

A spark of interest flickered in Trevor’s eyes. “Well, this just got interesting,” he thought.

“Hold off on that matter I asked you to handle,” Trevor ordered, a smirk playing on his lips. Right now, he was far more interested in seeing how Carmen would dig herself out of this mess

Meanwhile, Carmen received a call from Rithol Art School, essentially demanding her voluntary withdrawal

If she refused to

to withdraw on her own, Rithal Art School would have no choice but to expel her.

“Aubree, you fucking bitch” Carmen screamed, hurling her phone to the floor where it shattered into pieces.

Carmen’s face darkened with rage, teetering on the edge of explosion. Her breath came in short, ragged bursts

Bowen never misses his mark. With the backlash from her outburst at the Autumn Finals already brewing, Carmen had truly shot herself in the foot, leaving her with no way to defend herself.

Staying at Rithol was out of the question now. The priority was damage control. She had to clear her name from those ghostwriting allegations online. But she wondered who she could possibly turn to for help.

She thought, ‘Emery’s definitely out. Daxton rushed back to the lab last night for an emergency. No way he’ll be free anytime soon. And Mom and Dad? They’re on a business trip in a neighboring state.

Among the remaining options, Carmen hesitated for a moment before deciding to turn to Bryan for help.

Sleeping in until nearly noon had completely refreshed

a charm. Ahorjust one night, the pain in

bank notification, her prize money from

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for the rest of

several times, Aubres finally pocketed her phone

into the dining room and saw lood on

called out, “Carol, did we have a

up, Aubere. Bowen stayed over last night. We were going to call you down for lunch, but he insisted we shouldn’t disturb your sleep. He ate first and asked

stayed overnight at Ellis Heights? she thought, somewhat taken aback

still here?‘ Aubree asked, a little too eagerly. She’d planned to talk to him about the club after the Autumn Finals celebration. If she could

would save me a lot

by becoming truly strong herself

was a Turner in name only, he didn’t have any real clout to make people wary. But the moment Bowen showed up, Darton got put in

in the study, Carol

was at the

the company reception desk, Carmen was uncharacteristically nervous. She hadn’t spoken to Bryan since that awkward moment when he asked her about the

still didn’t know if Bryan had figured anything out. That time, before she

darted away from the receptionist’s puzzled gaze. After a moment’s hesitation, she finally stepped into the elevator that led straight to Bryan’s office

out, her

relentless work, Bryan looked up dazedly at the sound of his name. When he recognized who it was, a flicker of disappointment flashed through his eyes before his brows drew together. “What are you doing here?” he demanded, his voice edged

an unexpected edge of impatience in

her lip, a hint of shock in her eyes, as if trying to confirm what

Bryan annoyed with me? And that look he just gave, who was he hoping to

in Carmen’s mind. Her lips trembled, eyes smoldering

her head in dismay and whimpered, “Bryan, did you check your phone? The ghostwriter you found for me turned against me and now Rithol Art School is forcing me to withdraw. What am

family should know about this. Maybe Aubree has caught wind of it too. Could it be that… Or perhaps that person just didn’t

at Bryan’s expression from the corner of

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the blame on Aubre, even if not for her sake, surely for

blind eye and let her do whatever she wanted. He was no longer the

Hescoed coldly

Cammen looked up, she met Bryan’s eyes. He was