Swapping a Broken Heart for a New Start novel Chapter 509

“I spent the whole day scrolling through trending topics and comment sections. Seriously, these people leave me speechless.”

“It’s wild sharing the same internet with these airheads. I genuinely feel like my IQ drops just by reading their stuff.”

“Why hasn’t the official side come out and cleared things up? That says a lot already. But nope, these brainless followers just get swept up in the drama…”

“But what really gets me is that The Smith Group—yeah, *that* massive Smith Group—would actually lead the charge in smearing their founder’s ex-wife’s mentor.”

“What’s Jordan Smith’s deal, anyway? He cheated on his wife, promoted his mistress, played both sides for years. Now that his ex is thriving, he can’t handle it and starts dragging her mentor into the mud?”

“Ugh—classic bitter ex-husband move. Can’t stand to see his ex doing well.”

“The Smith Group is like a giant rotten apple. They just can’t stop with these dirty tricks. For a family with that much money and prestige, they have zero self-respect. Disgusting.”

“And now The Smith Group’s out here accusing Mr. Morris of sabotaging his protégé’s career, when it’s pretty obvious they’re the ones pulling the strings. Pot calling the kettle black, much?”

“Can someone in charge finally do something? Seriously, check out The Smith Group’s shady business already!”

“Exactly! The Smith Group’s openly defaming Mr. Morris, and he’s done so much good for our country and community. Are you guys just going to stand by and watch?”

“If Mr. Morris doesn’t get justice this time, it’ll be such a letdown…”

With that wave of paid trolls, supporters of Mr. Morris started speaking up again.

Gotta hand it to Walter Wilson—he orchestrated this pushback perfectly, and it’s working wonders.

Not everyone online is gullible.

Sure, The Smith Group and Raymond Mitchell tried to get ahead, dragging up stuff about a lost child and rumors of suicide to point fingers at Mr. Morris.

But plenty of people stayed rational and refused to buy into the smear campaign.

People who’ve actually been helped by Mr. Morris began digging up real evidence of his charity work.

“You can tell a lot about someone’s character from the small things they do.”

“Exactly. You’re all claiming Mr. Morris faked his charity, but I can prove he helped us. Here’s my dad’s medical report—when we couldn’t afford the bills, Mr. Morris stepped in. He saved my father’s life.”

“It’s so easy to spread rumors, but tracking down the truth is a marathon. If you think Mr. Morris faked anything, show us the proof!”

“Seeing all this hate thrown at Mr. Morris is heartbreaking. He didn’t have to help those in need, but he did. And this is how he’s repaid?”

Nathan explained, “Actually, this whole mess started with Ms. Taylor. Mr. Morris was planning to just stay quiet and wait for things to blow over. But then Lucas stirred things up again, and now Mr. Mitchell’s involved. We’ve been dragged into it too.”

Jordan’s brow furrowed deeply.

Nathan knew him well enough to read his expression. The boss was definitely not happy.

But Nathan didn’t say more—he just gave his report and left.

That evening, after work, Jordan went straight home to confront Sandra Taylor about the situation.

“Is there anything you want to tell me about what’s been happening online?” he asked, not giving away everything he knew, still trying to spare her some dignity.

Sandra hadn’t expected the question and froze, caught off guard. She immediately thought Jordan was here to blame her.

He looked furious, and Sandra could see it. She didn’t dare deny anything and rushed to apologize. “I’m sorry, did I mess things up? Let me explain—I did do it, but I only meant well… for you.”

At those words, Jordan’s voice went cold. “For me? Is that so? You went behind my back, made a public spectacle—how’s that supposed to help me?”

Sandra shrank under his glare, lips trembling, looking hurt as she tried to explain, “Jordan, whether you believe it or not, I did all this for you.”