Mistress Commission: 'Design Our Rings!' But Darling I'm Still His WIFE novel Chapter 122

Chapter 122

“What Twitter drama?” Amelia asked, her brow furrowed in genuine confusion. She looked completely out of the loop, clearly unaware of any trending controversies. Social media had never been her scene; she rarely scrolled through feeds or checked notifications unless someone messaged or called her directly. Most of the online noise felt like a desperate cry for attention wrapped in clickbait nonsense.

So when Sharlene brought up something trending, Amelia was utterly clueless. The concept of the drama swirling around her seemed foreign, almost surreal.

But then, recalling the odd, sideways glances her coworkers had given her earlier that day, everything started to make sense. The trending topic wasn’t just random chatter—it was about her.

Sensing Amelia’s bewilderment, Sharlene quickly filled in the blanks. “Ana, someone posted photos last night accusing you of being a homewrecker. They’re saying you ruined some guy’s relationship. Twitter is absolutely losing it right now.”

Amelia’s brief brush with internet fame during that jewelry competition had left a lingering digital footprint. The internet, after all, never forgets. Somehow, people had connected the dots—and twisted the story into something ugly.

Who would have thought that less than two months later, she’d be dragged through the mud as a mistress? It was a harsh reminder that talent and character rarely went hand in hand.

Across Twitter, the backlash was savage. Comments flooded in with venomous accusations:

“This bitch should be canceled. She doesn’t deserve to be a designer—her jewelry probably reeks of desperation.”

“I hate women like this. Bet she clawed her way to the top.”

“That guy looks like he owns a jewelry company or something.”

“This is disgusting. Women like her shouldn’t be allowed in the industry. No shame at all.”

Whether this storm was orchestrated or just the work of bots, tens of thousands of hateful messages poured in relentlessly.

Sharlene was panicking as she watched the chaos unfold. She pulled out her phone and handed it to Amelia.

Amelia hesitated for a moment before scrolling through the posts. The photos were clearly manipulated, carefully cropped to tell a false story.

They were taken at last night’s fashion gala—specifically during the moment Jasper had cornered her on the balcony, refusing to leave her side.

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