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Chapter 123
Chapter 122 The woman suddenly regretted being a chatterbox and wanted to make a quick exit, but Remington starteddescending the stairs. “What happened here, you said?” The guy was tail as a tree, casting a big shadow as he came down thesteps. The woman went pale, wanted to bolt, but felt like she was in the crosshairs of a predator. Clamming up seemed like aone-way ticket to an even worse fate. With nerves making her gulp, she stammered out the whole story. Lizetta got home,freshened up, shot the breeze with Yolanda for a bit, and then headed to her room. She was about to hit the hay when Yolandabarged in, phone in hand, “Liz, Hamilton’s got your back on Twitter, check it out!” t_& She flopped onto the bed and thrust thephone at Lizetta. There it was, Hamilton’s tweet. [300 grand to book Maestro Adagio for a new song debut, please bless me withyour presence.] 212 1 Hamilton had a whopping 30 million followers on Twitter, and today Lizetta was trending for all the wrongreasons, but the buzz was through the roof. His tweets set Twitter on fire. His fans swarmed in, at first wondering if he wasthrowing shade. But then Hamilton clapped back at a fan. [Maestro Adagio is my idol; been a fan for two years. Chill, folks, | don’tjoke about my i idols.] All this went down five minutes ago, and five minutes later, Lizetta’s Twitter was besieged by Hamilton’sfans. “OMG, look at those follower numbers soar! Hamilton’s fans are coming to your defense; their clout is off the charts! Liz,take a look, the trolls are getting shredded!” Yolanda was over the moon, and Lizetta saw it all, her feelings a mixed bag. Shenever expected Hamilton. to pull something like this. Talked about owing someone big time. “Damn! Hamilton's got game, a realstand-up guy! We can try get in touch with him,” Yolanda nodded in approval. After duking it out with trolls all day, that weight inher chest was finally lifting. Thinking about Evelina probably seething was just icing on the cake for Yolanda; Hamilton was theman. Lizetta scrolled through her phone, hit some nasty comments, and paused. [Maestro Adagio is hiding in his shell, too guiltyto respond, huh? Hamilton’s getting ahead of himself, meddling in this mess, not afraid to sink with the ship?] [Hamilton’s backingup a no-talent, money—grubbing hack composer; his play is just brainless!] [Hamilton, just blink if you’ve been kidnapped.]Lizetta frowned. She had planned to respond tomorrow, but Hamilton’s public support stirred the pot even more. If she didn’tspeak up now, who knew how things would unravel, and she couldn’t drag him into this mess. She got up to grab her laptop, “I'llrespond right now.” “Right on, time to slap those haters! But Liz, how are you planning to clap back?” Yolanda leaned in close,eyes glued to the laptop. Three minutes later, Lizetta posted the evidence she had prepared, and Yolanda slapped her thigh inrevelation. “Exactly! Evelina’s calling you greedy, but you didn’t pocket a cent! Why worry? Drop that evidence, steal her thunder,and how would the trolls be able to attack you without any reason? Ugh, I’m such a dunce; why didn’t | think of this?” Theevidence Lizetta posted wasn’t just any old thing; It was screenshots of bank transfers. The 200 grand from the Dashiell Groupcame in and was sent out in less than ten minutes, to a charity home for people with disabilities. At the same time, Lizetta postedrecords of her charitable donations over the years. In the last three or four years, using this alias, she had donated a total of 1.2million. Not a single penny of this alias income was spent on herself. Evelina’s smear campaign about Lizetta being greedy andmoney-hungry was a complete joke. Her response was a resounding slap across the faces of the trolls and Evelina. “Ahhh, thecomments are heated! Complete turnaround, it’s amazing!” Yolanda hugged Lizetta and planted a kiss on her. Lizetta, caught upin the moment, laughed along. Just then, there was a sudden pounding at the door. Whoever it was, they seemed in a hurry andup to no good.novelbin