Chapter: 1715
Unwilling to entertain any of it, Ariana decided to scroll through Sadie's social media account. It was filled with ostentatious displays of luxurious clothes, bags, and jewelry, along with some vague, lovey-dovey posts—nothing particularly revealing.

Ariana was about to set her phone aside when a sudden thought struck her. She reopened the app and initiated a search for an account under the name "Helen Clarke".

Ariana had always believed that using one's real name as an ID was a no-go. Yet, to her surprise, she stumbled upon over fifty social media accounts under that name.

Sitting up in her bed, she began sifting through them meticulously.

Many were just random users incorporating the name, with only some having the exact same name.

Ariana hadn't expected to actually find the real Helen among these accounts.

However, there it was-Helen's actual account, unmistakably identified by a group photo featuring Marley and Holden. They were younger, probably students at the time. Helen's smile was shy, while Marley laughed heartily, linking arms with both Holden and Helen. Even Holden wore a happy grin.

Curiously, Ariana clicked on the profile, scrolling through tens of thousands of posts. It looked like she had her work cut out for her.

But then, she noticed that the updates had ceased five years ago.

The last post, just before Helen's car accident, was haunting. “I want to get back all that belongs to me." The caption was alongside a blurry photo of Holden.

A chuckle escaped Ariana as she read the post. Helen's naivety was somewhat funny.

Continuing her deep dive, she found numerous posts-passionate declarations of love for Theodore. However, after Ariana's arrival in the Anderson family, Helen's posts had taken a sharp turn, often laced with curses directed at Ariana.

“Go to hell, bitch! I hope Ariana loses everything!"

Helen's posts were filled not only with curses but also with pictures, and she had even resorted to using witchcraft.

She had taken a photo of Ariana and scratched it with a knife.

"You'll end up like this sooner or later."

When Ariana stumbled upon these posts, she wasn't angry, just bored.

Helen's efforts seemed futile. Feeling sleepy, she noted the date of the post and then drifted off to sleep.

The next day, Ariana showed up at the set with noticeable dark circles under her eyes.

Even though she hadn't finished scrolling through the posts, she had stayed up until midnight.
~ LEAVE A COMMENT ~