Serena was still oblivious to the changes on the university forum. Wiping away imaginary tears, she put on a show of concern. “Sister, even though you were sent to the countryside at a young age and we didn’t grow up together, I’ve always seen you as my sister. I know you wouldn’t do something like this. The photo on the forum must have been posted by someone with bad intentions. Don’t worry, Sister, I’ll do everything I can to find out who’s behind this and make sure they delete the post!” A student nearby sighed dramatically. “Liza must have saved a kingdom in her past life to have such a kind and understanding sister like Serena.” Someone scoffed in response. “Are you kidding me? If anything, Serena must have done something horrible in her past life to deserve a sister like Liza in this one. Have you forgotten how Liza humiliated her during the fashion design competition?” “Exactly! Serena is way too forgiving. Even after being embarrassed like that, she’s still defending Liza? Where do you even find a sister this generous?” The conversation paused as a ripple of murmurs spread through the crowd. Some students began whispering, their faces shifting between confusion and shock as they checked their phones. Still unaware of what had happened, Serena clung to her act. She even took Liza’s hand and spoke with apparent sincerity. “Sister, trust me. I’ll get to the bottom of this and make sure justice is served.” But this time, the crowd’s response was different. The students who had been quick to comment earlier now stood frozen, their expressions unreadable. A girl standing close to Serena hesitantly tugged on her sleeve and whispered, “Serena, maybe you should stop talking.” Serena frowned, looking annoyed. “Why should I stop? I’ve already said my sister is innocent, and I’ll prove it. Don’t try to stop me.” Her confident declaration was met with an eerie silence. Serena blinked in confusion. Why weren’t they applauding her for her supposed loyalty? Instead, everyone seemed strangely tense. Even Judith, her staunch supporter, sensed that something was off. She leaned toward one of the students and asked what was happening. The girl hesitated before mumbling, “You should check the forum yourself.” Judith assumed someone must have added more evidence against Liza. Her heart raced with anticipation as she pulled out her phone and opened the forum. At that exact moment, someone in the crowd finally broke the silence. “Serena, stop pretending! The threads and comments on the university forum aren’t anonymous anymore! Everyone knows exactly what you’ve done!” Another voice joined in, sharp and accusing. “It was you, wasn’t it? You used an alternate account to post that thread accusing Liza of being a mistress! And then you had the audacity to act like the supportive sister, pretending to defend her while secretly stirring up trouble. How could someone be so two-faced?”“That’s terrifying. I can’t believe she could stoop this low,” someone murmured, their voice filled with disbelief. The weight of the accusations hit Serena like a thunderbolt. Her body swayed as though the ground beneath her had shifted. “Not anonymous?” she muttered to herself, her face draining of color. How had the forum’s anonymity suddenly been stripped away? Serena’s face turned ashen as her trembling hands gripped her phone. She stared at the screen in disbelief. Every thread and comment that had been posted anonymously on the university forum now displayed the real names, student ID numbers, and courses of the users. “All the identities... they’ve been revealed,” someone murmured from the crowd. Liza, standing nearby, pulled out her phone and raised an eyebrow in mock surprise. Her tone was light but laced with sarcasm. “So, while you were busy comforting me, you were also slandering me on the forum? But didn’t you just say you love me like your own sister?”Serena’s wide eyes filled with panic as she looked at Liza. Words failed her. Her mind raced, desperately searching for an explanation, but nothing came. She had never anticipated this turn of events, and now she stood there exposed, her carefully constructed facade crumbling before everyone. Liza, however, wasn’t interested in lingering any longer. She had a class to teach and didn’t want to waste more time on this spectacle. Just as she turned to leave, the sound of hurried footsteps echoed behind her. A group of students rushed forward, their faces red with anger. One of them pointed directly at Serena, their voice shaking with indignation. “Serena, how shameless can you get?!” Another student stepped forward, her tone sharp and accusatory. “You’re jealous of Master Ruby co, aren’t you? You couldn’t stand the fact that she overshadowed you as the Sinclair family’s eldest daughter. So, you spread rumors about her background, making it seem like she’s just some uncultured girl from the countryside. You manipulated us into thinking she was boorish and unworthy of respect.” “Yeah! And don’t forget the last fashion design competition,” another chimed in. “When you found out about her true identity, your face was terrifying. It was obvious you couldn’t handle the fact that the person you looked down on most had surpassed you. That’s why you came up with this disgusting plan—to ruin her reputation!” “You’re cruel and vindictive!” someone else shouted. “Master Ruby co is unlucky to have a sister like you!” The crowd’s anger surged, their voices rising in agreement. These students weren’t just any bystanders—they were loyal fans of Ruby co, who admired her work deeply. They had seen the posts on the forum but refused to join in the attacks on Liza. They believed in Master Ruby co’s character. One of them spoke up with conviction. “A designer’s work reflects their personality. Master Ruby co’s designs are bold, cold, and fiercely independent. Her creations have a sense of freedom, as if they’re made by someone who stands alone, unafraid of the world. There’s no way someone like her would ever stoop to being a mistress.” The students glared at Serena, their trust in Liza unwavering. Meanwhile, Serena stood frozen, her guilt written all over her face. Her plan had backfired spectacularly, and there was no way out of this mess she had created.