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Sophia’s voice grew shakier and more sorrowful as she spoke, her words trembling with emotion. “Odalys, in front of everyone, made them thank i spent the night with Rafael! She wants to ruin me.
“If she really wanted me dead, she could’ve just said it. Why does she have to destroy my reputation like this? Now, the whole internet probably knows about this. Forget about marrying into a rich family, I doubt even any man would want me now,”
“Silly girl.“” Atlas spoke softly but firmly, his voice filled with sympathy. “She’s just jealous of you. Don’t let her get to you. When I get the chance, I’ll make sure she pays for this.” He gently pulled her into his arms, holding her close.
“Sophia nestled against his chest, her fingers tracing gentle circles on his shirt as she sighed softly. “Atlas, you’re the best.”
*But Atlas, still puzzled, couldn’t help but ask, “Why did you go to Rafael’s house tonight?
“He knew Sophia had high standards and would never be interested in Rafael. He couldn’t believe she would spend the night with him. But she’d gone there alone, and that bothered Atlas.
Sophia hesitated for a m
a moment, unsure how to respond. She turned toward the room, walking ahead.
When she noticed Atlas hadn’t followed, she quickly tugged him inside. Once inside, she grabbed her underwear from the side and handed it to
“Atlas froze, instinctively stepping back a bit, his face flushing, his heart racing, and his Atlas asked, his throat dry and his words strained
eyes avoiding hers. “Why… Why are you giving me this?
Sophia’s smile curved upward as she took a step closer to him. She pushed the clothes into his hands and whispered, “Atlas, take a look at this,”
Huh?” Atlas was caught off guard.
“He looked down at the clothing she had handed him, then unfolded it. His eyes narrowed as he noticed some strange marks on it, marks that weren’t there before.
“Sophia lowered her voice to a near whisper. “Someone Lampered with my underwear. There are fingerprints and other scents on it. I think Odalys, using her excuse to go out, must have gone to see Rafael
Yesterday, when I came over, Rafael made advances toward me. Odalys must have been jealous and sent him after me, hoping to take advantage of ine. But since he couldn’t get to me directly, he messed with my clothes while we were sleeping.
***I went over just now to confront him, but as soon a
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as soon as I arrived, Odalys brought people with her. Isn’t that a bit too much of a coincidence?”
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“Sophia’s voice was laced with intrigue as if she were weaving a web of mystery for Atlas to unravel.
*** Are you sure it was Odalys Atlas asked, his tone full of anger, though his mind was slightly uneasy.
Something about Odalys seemed different today. It was hard to shake the feeling that she wasn’t lying.
“And, truth be told, Odalys hit Atlas several times. Atlas wasn’t sure how much more he could handle. If it continued, he might not even make it through the variety show filming alive.
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“Who else could have such strong animosity toward met 1 forced her into marriage with a dying man. She’s bitter, and now she wants to take down before she dies, Sophia said through clenched teeth, her anger burning.
he surface.
“Atlas fell silent. He gripped the underwear tightly in his hands, his anger seething beneath the
***Alright,” he finally said, his voice low but determined. “I’ll find a way to get you. holding onto the clothes in his hand.
you an explanation.” With that, Atlas stormed out of the room,
“However, they were taken by surprise when they walked into the room. The hidden camera, which only turned off when they were sleeping or changing was still running. The live stream had caught everything.
“The viewers, many of whom were Sophia’s fans, were shocked. Some had already stopped following her, while others still believed in her character.
TWhat does it mean that she handed Atlas her underwear? What is she trying to say with this?]
“Why do I feel like she’s been trying to hook Atlas in? Those two definitely seem to have something going on.]
What does the mean by forcing her to marry a dying man? Odalys is married to a man who’s about to die? What a huge secret!]
“Did I misunderstand? Was Sophia originally supposed to get married, but the man was dying, so she forced Odalys to marry him instead!]
“This is getting intense. Odalys marrying for Sophia? Does that even line up with the Law? If Odalys really was forced to get married, then Sophia deserves everything that’s coming to her. She is such a bitch.]
“At first, the live stream didn’t have many viewers, and most of the people who didn’t like Sophia were about to log off. But unexpectedly, they were drawn back in by this explosive topic.
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“Some even started searching frantically to find out who this dying person was, the one that Odalys married. In an instant, the entire Crownridge was buzzing.
“The media and paparazzi immediately sprang into action, determined to get their hands on the latest gossip, eager to find out if Odalys was really married and who she had married in place of Sophia,
“Meanwhile. Odalys had no idea that Sophia had just exposed her marriage on the live stream.
“After leaving Rafael’s house, Odalys walked outside, taking a small detour. She stopped near the yard, where the lights flickered on. The night breeze blew through, causing the light to sway.
“In the yard, there was a rocking chair, where an old man named Brandon sat. He was wearing a suit, gently fanning himself with a hand fan, softly humming a tune
“Wow, this house is pretty unique,” Freya said, sounding surprised.
Freya stepped forward, peening into the yard. She noticed Brandon sitting and humming a song.
“Rubbing her hands together nervously, she politely knocked on the door and asked. “Hello, may I come in and take a look around your yard?***
“As soon as Freya spoke, Brandon’s song abruptly stopped.
“Odalys, aren’t you scared of being out here this late?” Selah, who was more timid,
timid, tugged at Odalys sleeve, her voice filled with concern.
“Odalys glanced at Selah, who was shying away, and quickly pulled her forward. “What’s th local culture, right?” she said with a smile, trying to ease the tension.
there to be scared of? We’re just here to learn about the
sharp eyes cut
“Just as Odalys finished speaking, Brandon suddenly opened his eyes. The emaciated figure sat up from the rocking chair. His shar through the darkness and fixed on Odalys. He slowly stood up, his movements deliberate but slow.
***Guests? Then come on in,” Brandon’s voice was hoarse and ancient, sending a chill down the spine.
Fry dearly startled, watched Brand
going in first. Freya took a step forward and entered the house.
turn and walk toward the house. She quickly looked back at Odalys and nodded, signaling that she was
“Stellan and the others followed closely behind.
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“This village lasn’t had visitors in ages. We don’t
usually ac
see outsiders,” Brandon said, as he moved forward, pulling a few small chairs with him.
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“He handed the chairs to Odalys and the others, and they sat down on the plastic chairs,
“Brandon continued fanning himself. Though he was scrawny, his movements were swift, suggesting that his health was still in decent shape.
Really? Freya asked, her curiosity piqued. “This house looks so old. Was it passed down through your family?”
“There were very few houses like this left these days. It looked carefully arranged, and Freya felt like there was a deep history behind it though she didn’t knew too well.
This house has been here for several hundred years, Brandon replied slowly.
Odalys remained silent, her gaze sweeping across the yard. She noticed that the cloths that had been hanging earlier were now gone.
