Chapter 296
In her past life, she had been bombarded with vicious online harassment until despair consumed her, driving her into severe depression and multiple self-harm incidents.
She tried seeking help, turning to the most capable person she knew—Kieran Argent—only to find his door always closed to her.
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Inside the door, Rose’s flirtatious giggles mingled with others’ mocking laughter.
She still remembered being told: “Alarieka, just leave. Don’t you know Kieran leaked your private info to defend Rose? Coming here is just bringing trouble upon yourself.”
That single sentence made Alarieka want to leap from Kieran’s thirty-fifth-floor office window—preferably splattering blood and flesh to haunt these tormentors forever.
She’d hoped her death might spark even a flicker of pity in Kieran’s heart.
Waiting outside his office, her eyes locked on the half-open window; she’d already shifted her weight forward.
“Mommy…”
At the peak of her suicidal impulse, plump, well-cared-for fingers pressed into her rough palm.
Her heart lurched violently.
Looking down, she met Nina’s tear-filled eyes and flushed nose.
Her breath hitched as she knelt, scooping her three-year-old into her arms. “Don’t cry, Mommy’s here.”
Her daughter mirrored her features—delicate as carved jade, with bright eyes and pearly teeth. Such beauty shouldn’t weep.
Nina’s full name was Serene Pence Huston, chosen by Alaricka herself. Sharing her surname, she’d wished for Nina’s life to be sweet as ripened fruit.
Serene Pence had only her, and she had only Serene Pence.
Nina burrowed deeper, sobbing openly: “Mommy, could we go home? Nina… Nina doesn’t want them scolding you. Please?”
In that moment, Alaricka despised herself—contemplating suicide while her toddler clung to her. How unforgivable!
Scooping Nina up, she pushed through the gawking crowd.
Alaricka’s fingers swiftly moved, blacklisting each harassing number while her lips curled in bitter amusement.
Her tone remained flat: “I won’t mention it to him, Aunt.”
Tapping into her messages, she found a barrage of insults filtered as spam—no notifications triggered.
Scrolling through pages of vitriol, her gaze stayed unnervingly calm, as if the slurs targeted a stranger.
She blocked every number systematically.
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Had Aunt’s words reached Kieran, Rose, or others, they’d have dripped with sarcastic remarks about Alaricka’s “delusional audacity.”
Telling Kieran would’ve meant surrender.
Having endured far worse in her past life, this was nothing.
Aunt watched helplessly, the worry between her brows deepening.
After blocking all the unfamiliar numbers, Alaricka finally caught a break from the constant calls. Seizing the moment, she immediately dialed Ms. Wyatt.
She answered promptly: “Alarieka, where are you now? Still at the hospital?”
“I’m at the hospital,” Alaricka got straight to the point. “Ms. Wyatt, did you call about people exposing my private information?”
A sudden silence fell on Ms. Wyatt’s end before her voice dropped to a hushed tone:
“Yes, someone must’ve contacted you already, right? Maybe turn off your phone for now, or remove the SIM card and get a new number. Those people online are acting completely unhinged. Don’t pay them any mind—just focus on what we need to do.”
Alarieka murmured agreement, then asked, “Ms. Wyatt… did they call you too?”
Based on her experience, Rose’s extreme fans wouldn’t just harass her—they’d target everyone she knew.
Ms. Wyatt paused briefly, her voice softening further: “A few did. I blocked them all, and it’s quiet now. But this situation between you and Rose… please be careful. Ignore those people. Treat them like they’re mentally ill.”
Alaricka fell silent. “Ms. Wyatt, I’m so sorry. I dragged you into this.”
This was her fight with Rose. Ms. Wyatt had done nothing wrong, yet got caught in the crossfire. Her fault.
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Alaricka could endure insults aimed at herself, but couldn’t bear seeing loved ones suffer because of her.
Her fists clenched. Her throat felt parched.
Ms. Wyatt chuckled lightly over the line. “It’s nothing. Don’t worry about me—I’m fine. You rest up. I’ll visit you later today.”
After hanging up, Alarieka called Jaylene.
As expected, Jaylene had also been harassed by Rose’s extremist fans.
Alaricka offered deep apologies, receiving the same response as from Ms. Wyatt: ignore it, focus on recovery.
Next, Alarieka reached Tamika. She too had endured harassing calls. A gentle woman unaccustomed to such vitriol, Tamika felt both furious and wronged.
Being not tech-savvy, she didn’t even know how to block numbers. Over several hours, she’d endured multiple abusive rounds.
Alarieka instructed her to power off the phone and come to the hospital immediately.
Before disconnecting, Tamika insisted: if anyone dared insult Alarieka, just wait—she’d give them a piece of her mind at the hospital. Nobody bullies her girl.
Her words only deepened Alaricka’s guilt.
Still, thankfully, most of Rose’s fans’ fury targeted Alarieka directly.