Meanwhile, in her lavish mansion, Yu Mei sat fuming as she refreshed her social media feed. The positive comments for Holea and the backlash against herself were relentless.
"Yu Mei's fake act isn't fooling anyone anymore."
"She's just a step-sister trying to hog the spotlight. Sad!"
Her carefully constructed image was crumbling, and she could feel her grip on public opinion slipping away.
"Damn it!" Yu Mei muttered, slamming her phone onto the table. She grabbed her glass of wine, but the taste felt bitter now.
A soft knock on the door pulled her out of her thoughts.
"Come in," she said sharply.
Young Master Bai entered, his expression hesitant. "Mei-Mei, I came to check on you. Are you okay?"
"Do I look okay?" she snapped, her tone venomous.
Bai flinched but quickly recovered. "Don't worry, Mei-Mei. I'll find a way to fix this. We can hire more people to turn the narrative back in your favor."