Reborn To Ruin Her Rivals - Chapter 29: Chapter 29
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Perla was fuming as she kept defending herself. "Mom, how can you take her side? I'm the one who got hurt! Arielle dumped a whole plate of leftovers all over me. I had to shower three times to get it off! She didn't even get a scratch!"
As soon as Perla finished, her eyes turned red, and she started crying.
The more Perla thought about it, the more wronged she felt. She buried her face into the blanket and sobbed.
Vivian tossed out a quick. "I'll come back when you're done crying," and walked out of the room.
Vivian thought, 'Perla's too worked up to listen to anything right now. Better to give her some time to cool off before saying anything more.'
Meanwhile, Jamie was currently meeting with several senior executives at the company, working out a strategy.
Jamie had finally calmed down. No matter how mad he was, they still had to deal with the fallout.
One person suggested, "Let the PR team get someone to bury the trending topic. The internet forgets fast. In a little while, everyone'll move on.
"People had once rallied to boycott R-style products, storming into stores and smashing merchandise.
"And what happened after? Those same people just went right back to using R-style products.
"Sales of R-style products didn't go down—they went up. And this time, it's not even about patriotism or national pride."
Jamie planned to team up with the Evans family to suppress the trending topic.
If both families stayed lowkey for a bit, this would blow over.
But the head of the marketing department frowned. "I don't think burying the trend is a good move right now.
"Ignoring it might only piss people off more. Look at the numbers—there are way more regular folks in Haskium than rich ones.
"If we stay quiet, those people might really go trash our stores."
Someone else asked, "So what should we do then? Have you seen what people are saying online?
"Also, our stock hit its limit today. If we don't pull that trend soon, it might keep falling."
That concern wasn't baseless. A drop in stock prices would hit the company hard.
If this wasn't handled quickly, the consequences wouldn't be something they could afford.
The key to this whole thing was the woman in the video.
"We should talk to Mr. Evans first. See if he's got any smart ideas," the marketing manager suggested.
After all, it wasn't just the Sidel Group that was getting hammered online. The Evans Group was caught in the storm too.
People online weren't doing this just to defend Arielle. What really set them off were the things Perla said.
Perla's words struck a nerve. Most folks in society were still part of the working or lower-middle class.
Jamie nodded and decided to get in touch with Edgar to hear his take on it.
Meanwhile, Vivian wasn't just sitting around either. She'd already asked someone to dig up Arielle's full background and send it over.
Vivian and Sharon were usually on good terms. Their families did business together.
The two of them and some other socialites often had afternoon tea together. But Vivian had never heard a thing about Sharon adopting a daughter.
When her assistant sent over the file, Vivian's brows furrowed even deeper the more she read.
Vivian thought, 'Something doesn't add up. This isn't some adopted girl—it's clearly the real daughter who somehow ended up out there.
'The girl who has just come back is Sharon and Henry's biological daughter.'
Almost no one knew the truth about Meredith's background.
The two families had only started doing business in recent years, so Vivian didn't know much about the Bradfords' private matters.
But now, Vivian was shocked. If her guess was right, Meredith was actually the adopted daughter.
Vivian had once heard a friend mention that the Bradford family had lost their real daughter and later adopted one to take her place.
At the time, Vivian didn't think much of it—she assumed the adopted one was their eldest son, Ronan.
But now, it seemed more likely the adopted one was Meredith.
Realizing this, Vivian immediately called Jamie.
Jamie was on the verge of losing it. Edgar had already said they'd just pay to bury the trending topic.
It was the simplest and most effective method. Whether it would backfire later didn't even matter right now—they had no better option.
The two of them discussed for quite a while how to handle this, but they still didn't land on a solid plan.
Right in the middle of their headache, Vivian's call came through.
"How are things going over there?" Vivian asked.
"Mr. Evans is ready to bury the trend. Ugh… we really have no choice. We'll go with that," Jamie replied tiredly.
Vivian knew they couldn't afford to waste time on this. She quickly shared her idea.
Vivian said, "This whole thing started because of Meredith. Both our families are taking hits over this, and all because our daughter's too naive. She got used as someone else's weapon.
"The Bradford family is just sitting back and watching. Honestly, this is all on those two daughters of theirs. We should just make the whole thing public."
Vivian smiled. "I just found out that the girl who clashed with Perla in the video is the real daughter the Bradford family just found.
"Perla thought Meredith was being bullied at home, so she stood up for her. Let's reveal the truth about the Bradfords' two daughters.
"Once the internet grabs onto that real-vs-fake heiress drama, the focus will shift. The pressure on us and the Evans family will naturally fade."
Jamie's exhausted face finally brightened with a hint of a smile. He had just found out that the girl in the video was the long-lost Bradford daughter.
Jamie had been thinking of calling Henry, but now it seemed unnecessary.
Just as Jamie was about to order someone to move on this idea, his assistant sent over the surveillance footage from the Ogilvy Steakhousehouse the day before.
After watching the full video, both Jamie and Vivian let out a breath. For the first time in days, they felt a sense of relief.
Jamie said, "Babe, I'm gonna call Mr. Evans right now. We'll leak the video and the information, then hire a few troll farms to steer public opinion. Once everyone's focused on the Bradfords, even if a few people still come at us, it won't cause much of a stir."
Feeling a whole lot better, Jamie immediately made the call.
Upstairs, Perla was still sulking. She was scrolling through the day's hottest headlines on her phone.
Perla was deep in the comments section, trying to argue with random users. But her one voice was drowned out in seconds.
In less than a minute, Perla's entire comment thread was just filled with hate.
Furious, Perla threw her phone and gritted her teeth, cursing Arielle.
Perla murmured, 'It's all Arielle's fault. Me, Mya, and Meredith—we're the ones who got hurt.
'First she picks on sweet Meredith, then comes after me? Hmph. Just wait till school starts. She'll be sorry.'
Meanwhile, Arielle had just seen the video of her dumping food on Perla. Her lips curled into a cold smirk as she watched everything fall apart.
Arielle thought, 'It feels amazing to watch those two families turn on each other.'
With the stock prices of both the Sidel and Evans Groups crashing hard, they were finally getting a taste of messing with her.
The video of Perla throwing the glass was blowing up online.
At the same time, the drama about the Bradford family's real and fake daughters had hit the trending topics.
The narrative had clearly shifted—likely thanks to those two families pulling strings.
As Arielle kept scrolling through the latest news, she murmured to herself, "I wonder what Meredith thinks about the whole real-vs-fake daughter thing going public…"
Arielle thought, 'Let the Sidels and Evanses fight the Bradfords. The nastier, the better. I've already gotten what I want.
'Now it's just a matter of watching Meredith react to the truth being exposed.'
As for the Sidel and Evans families, Arielle didn't care at all.
Their stock prices rising or falling wouldn't change the fact that a year from now, the Sidel Group would go bankrupt.
Moreover, Henry and Sharon had bigger problems coming. Their precious daughter was getting roasted alive by the internet.
Arielle was honestly curious how they'd handle that next.
After a while, Arielle turned off her phone and got ready to leave.
But just as Arielle stood up, someone pounded on the door with a furious voice. "Arielle!"
As soon as Perla finished, her eyes turned red, and she started crying.
The more Perla thought about it, the more wronged she felt. She buried her face into the blanket and sobbed.
Vivian tossed out a quick. "I'll come back when you're done crying," and walked out of the room.
Vivian thought, 'Perla's too worked up to listen to anything right now. Better to give her some time to cool off before saying anything more.'
Meanwhile, Jamie was currently meeting with several senior executives at the company, working out a strategy.
Jamie had finally calmed down. No matter how mad he was, they still had to deal with the fallout.
One person suggested, "Let the PR team get someone to bury the trending topic. The internet forgets fast. In a little while, everyone'll move on.
"People had once rallied to boycott R-style products, storming into stores and smashing merchandise.
"And what happened after? Those same people just went right back to using R-style products.
"Sales of R-style products didn't go down—they went up. And this time, it's not even about patriotism or national pride."
Jamie planned to team up with the Evans family to suppress the trending topic.
If both families stayed lowkey for a bit, this would blow over.
But the head of the marketing department frowned. "I don't think burying the trend is a good move right now.
"Ignoring it might only piss people off more. Look at the numbers—there are way more regular folks in Haskium than rich ones.
"If we stay quiet, those people might really go trash our stores."
Someone else asked, "So what should we do then? Have you seen what people are saying online?
"Also, our stock hit its limit today. If we don't pull that trend soon, it might keep falling."
That concern wasn't baseless. A drop in stock prices would hit the company hard.
If this wasn't handled quickly, the consequences wouldn't be something they could afford.
The key to this whole thing was the woman in the video.
"We should talk to Mr. Evans first. See if he's got any smart ideas," the marketing manager suggested.
After all, it wasn't just the Sidel Group that was getting hammered online. The Evans Group was caught in the storm too.
People online weren't doing this just to defend Arielle. What really set them off were the things Perla said.
Perla's words struck a nerve. Most folks in society were still part of the working or lower-middle class.
Jamie nodded and decided to get in touch with Edgar to hear his take on it.
Meanwhile, Vivian wasn't just sitting around either. She'd already asked someone to dig up Arielle's full background and send it over.
Vivian and Sharon were usually on good terms. Their families did business together.
The two of them and some other socialites often had afternoon tea together. But Vivian had never heard a thing about Sharon adopting a daughter.
When her assistant sent over the file, Vivian's brows furrowed even deeper the more she read.
Vivian thought, 'Something doesn't add up. This isn't some adopted girl—it's clearly the real daughter who somehow ended up out there.
'The girl who has just come back is Sharon and Henry's biological daughter.'
Almost no one knew the truth about Meredith's background.
The two families had only started doing business in recent years, so Vivian didn't know much about the Bradfords' private matters.
But now, Vivian was shocked. If her guess was right, Meredith was actually the adopted daughter.
Vivian had once heard a friend mention that the Bradford family had lost their real daughter and later adopted one to take her place.
At the time, Vivian didn't think much of it—she assumed the adopted one was their eldest son, Ronan.
But now, it seemed more likely the adopted one was Meredith.
Realizing this, Vivian immediately called Jamie.
Jamie was on the verge of losing it. Edgar had already said they'd just pay to bury the trending topic.
It was the simplest and most effective method. Whether it would backfire later didn't even matter right now—they had no better option.
The two of them discussed for quite a while how to handle this, but they still didn't land on a solid plan.
Right in the middle of their headache, Vivian's call came through.
"How are things going over there?" Vivian asked.
"Mr. Evans is ready to bury the trend. Ugh… we really have no choice. We'll go with that," Jamie replied tiredly.
Vivian knew they couldn't afford to waste time on this. She quickly shared her idea.
Vivian said, "This whole thing started because of Meredith. Both our families are taking hits over this, and all because our daughter's too naive. She got used as someone else's weapon.
"The Bradford family is just sitting back and watching. Honestly, this is all on those two daughters of theirs. We should just make the whole thing public."
Vivian smiled. "I just found out that the girl who clashed with Perla in the video is the real daughter the Bradford family just found.
"Perla thought Meredith was being bullied at home, so she stood up for her. Let's reveal the truth about the Bradfords' two daughters.
"Once the internet grabs onto that real-vs-fake heiress drama, the focus will shift. The pressure on us and the Evans family will naturally fade."
Jamie's exhausted face finally brightened with a hint of a smile. He had just found out that the girl in the video was the long-lost Bradford daughter.
Jamie had been thinking of calling Henry, but now it seemed unnecessary.
Just as Jamie was about to order someone to move on this idea, his assistant sent over the surveillance footage from the Ogilvy Steakhousehouse the day before.
After watching the full video, both Jamie and Vivian let out a breath. For the first time in days, they felt a sense of relief.
Jamie said, "Babe, I'm gonna call Mr. Evans right now. We'll leak the video and the information, then hire a few troll farms to steer public opinion. Once everyone's focused on the Bradfords, even if a few people still come at us, it won't cause much of a stir."
Feeling a whole lot better, Jamie immediately made the call.
Upstairs, Perla was still sulking. She was scrolling through the day's hottest headlines on her phone.
Perla was deep in the comments section, trying to argue with random users. But her one voice was drowned out in seconds.
In less than a minute, Perla's entire comment thread was just filled with hate.
Furious, Perla threw her phone and gritted her teeth, cursing Arielle.
Perla murmured, 'It's all Arielle's fault. Me, Mya, and Meredith—we're the ones who got hurt.
'First she picks on sweet Meredith, then comes after me? Hmph. Just wait till school starts. She'll be sorry.'
Meanwhile, Arielle had just seen the video of her dumping food on Perla. Her lips curled into a cold smirk as she watched everything fall apart.
Arielle thought, 'It feels amazing to watch those two families turn on each other.'
With the stock prices of both the Sidel and Evans Groups crashing hard, they were finally getting a taste of messing with her.
The video of Perla throwing the glass was blowing up online.
At the same time, the drama about the Bradford family's real and fake daughters had hit the trending topics.
The narrative had clearly shifted—likely thanks to those two families pulling strings.
As Arielle kept scrolling through the latest news, she murmured to herself, "I wonder what Meredith thinks about the whole real-vs-fake daughter thing going public…"
Arielle thought, 'Let the Sidels and Evanses fight the Bradfords. The nastier, the better. I've already gotten what I want.
'Now it's just a matter of watching Meredith react to the truth being exposed.'
As for the Sidel and Evans families, Arielle didn't care at all.
Their stock prices rising or falling wouldn't change the fact that a year from now, the Sidel Group would go bankrupt.
Moreover, Henry and Sharon had bigger problems coming. Their precious daughter was getting roasted alive by the internet.
Arielle was honestly curious how they'd handle that next.
After a while, Arielle turned off her phone and got ready to leave.
But just as Arielle stood up, someone pounded on the door with a furious voice. "Arielle!"
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