The True Heiress's Return

Chapter 102

Right below this comment, someone with insider knowledge spilled some gossip, revealing Lago's "accomplishments" over the years, like kicking his daughter out once he found out she wasn't his biological child, neglecting his own mother in a nursing home, engaging in malicious competition with peers, and the reasons behind his current financial troubles-all laid bare without a shred of dignity left. netizens eating the gossip couldn't help but exclaim:

The

[See, this is what they call karma-it's not that it doesn't happen; the timing just wasn't right!]

[How can someone so wealthy treat his own mother and adopted daughter so poorly? Who would dare to do business with him? Anyone who partners with him must always be on guard against being cheated!]

"I'm currently house-hunting in Crescentville, and I didn't expect to be able to witness this kind of gossip; the internet is just too entertaining!"

I attended the Southville development bidding meeting for work, and Lago had no idea where he got the confidence, thinking the bid was in the bag. He was flaunting himself even before the results were announced, and then it all backfired spectacularly! He was dumb

[Hahaha, I can vouch for this gossmbfounded!]

[Wow! Did he know some insider informatio

advance? Did Did he use connections s to o bribe some leaders? Can someone look

in adva

into this person? I'm sure if you investigate, you'll find plenty!]

[Agreed, a social parasite like him living in such a nice villa deserves to be investigated!]

@Crescentville business bureau, wake up! Don't just sleep on the job!

Lago saw the last comment and cursed. Damn it! They even want to call someone to check on me! These deadbeats, I'll kill them!!!' Lago shouted at his secretary on the other end of the phone, "What are you waiting for? Have that person delete the video, delete it!" He was furious, anxious, guilty, and terrified; all these complex emotions collided together, and the nerves in the back of his head throbbed wildly. He felt like he was going insane.

What kind of mess is this?!' The secretary lamented, "Mr. Smith, I tried to contact this blogger before reaching out to you, but it's a private account, and she doesn't work for any organization. She completely ignored me and is impossible to contact..."

Lago lashed out, "She slandered my property and caused me losses; I want her to pay!"

"Mr. Smith, she didn't even specifically say it was your house. She just analyzed some unsuitable feng shui positions based on what netizens exposed... As for the netizen who

"How did I end

madman, causing the neighbors to hear, and people passing by his yard pointed and whispered Lago slammed the door shut and instinctively raised his phone to throw it on the ground. He lifted his hand high, but suddenly thought

your move is genius! Not only is Lago everyone. The

his dirty deeds are

first, netizens didn't even know who Lago was, but as the gossip spread, the public was drawn into the frenzy. Fri, Oct

few hours, Lago and his house landed in the top

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the Smith family face their comeuppance, and now Lago was reaping what he sowed-he was loving it! Cathy, holding a large bag of chips,

bathroom, Shakira had the exhaust fan on, sitting on the toilet, watching the video footage of the two people, and couldn't help but smile. "Just wait a few more days; when the public uproar grows bigger and the company shareholders become

gesture, "I've got someone monitoring the situation, but boss, why would you want to buy Lago's company? Isn't that just giving him

eyebrow, "Who said I wanted to

what do you want to do

placed her index

Sean

"You'll know

boss has secrets from me now!" He looked at Cathy, fuming as he snatched a chip from her. Then he suddenly noticed something, "Boss, are you... in

us where you live. You've left the Nelson

up with some things; let's talk later, okay?" Shakira heard some sounds outside, "I'll wash up first; you guys should rest early." After saying that, she hurriedly hung up the video call. Sean stared at the darkened screen, still a bit dazed. He looked at the clock, unsure, "It's not even nine o'clock yet; our boss, who usually stays up late, is going

head and blinked her pretty eyes, "Do you think it's

his head without thinking, "Our boss? She's a hardcore straight

Cathy

head, "You ironclad straight

"What were you doing in there for

look of disdain on his face. "Get ready; we're

my bags? Where are we