The Abandoned Heiress Reborn to Be Cherished (Seraphina) novel Chapter 172

Chapter 172 Cementing Their Guilt With Evidence

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As Lionel reached the threshold, he came to an abrupt stop, turning back with a mix of suspicion and curiosity in his eyes. “You’re unusually fixated on that girl,” he remarked, his voice tinged with skepticism. This doesn’t seem like his typical behavior. Andrew’s gaze turned distant. “Have you ever really looked at her eyes? There’s something extraordinary about them.” There was a faint trace of something deeper in his voice, as though those eyes had awakened a memory buried deep–a fleeting sense of familiarity, like they mirrored a gaze he’d encountered long ago.

Lionel’s jaw dropped in exaggerated disbelief. “Wait a second–don’t tell me you’ve developed feelings for her! Don’t even think about it! She’s someone your brother clearly has his sights set on!” Andrew shot a piercing, frosty glare at him, his expression dripping with disdain. Without a word, he picked up his phone, the gesture brimming with unspoken dismissal. The message was clear–Lionel had overstayed his welcome. Sensing the shift, Lionel wasted no time. With an awkward chuckle, he made a hasty retreat.

At the hospital, Landon couldn’t hide his self–satisfaction. “Told you, didn’t I? My plan works like a charm. Look at this–just within an hour, we’ve raked in tens of thousands in donations. Once I upload those pitiful, tear–jerking videos, the money will flow in like a river.” Mrs. Lewis beamed with pride, nodding approvingly. “That’s my clever boy.” Landon chuckled, basking in the glow of his own brilliance. Thirty minutes later, he grew restless as the donation flow began to dwindle. With a sense of urgency, he uploaded the melodramatic, tear–soaked videos he had prepared. Just as he anticipated, the cash started flooding in, an unstoppable torrent of digital generosity.

The mother and son duo were over the moon, their faces lit with elation. In stark contrast, Yvonne sat to the side, her mood souring by the second. Every penny of this newfound wealth was funneled directly into her brother’s account, leaving her completely sidelined. “Landon, take a look–how much is this?” Mrs. Lewis‘ voice quivered with disbelief as a hefty donation landed in their account, its sheer size momentarily stunning her. Landon’s eyes widened as he stared at the endless zeros, counting aloud with mounting excitement, “One, ten, hundred, thousand, ten thousand–200,000! It’s 200,000!”

Yvonne and the bedridden Mr. Lewis both froze, their jaws dropping in unison. “Let me see that!” She sprang to her feet, shoving her way between her mother and brother. Peering at the staggering sum, she sucked in a sharp breath, her shock quickly morphing into unrestrained glee. The family erupted into chaotic celebration, their excitement so overwhelming that they seemed to forget the world around them entirely. “We’ve hit the jackpot! Landon, we’re officially rolling in money now–we’re part of the wealthy class!” Mrs. Lewis murmured, her voice trembling with exhilaration.

At the Whitewood Residence, the PR director trod carefully, his voice steady but subdued. “As instructed, we’ve funneled 200,000 into their account using an untraceable alias.” Seraphina gave a curt acknowledgment, her focus unwavering as she tapped her phone. With a decisive press, a meticulously crafted post–complete with a statement and incriminating video

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evidence–was launched onto the Twitter battlefield. “Make sure this post dominates the trending charts. Keep it locked in the top three spots.” The director, already armed with a detailed plan, sprang into action without hesitation. “Understood.”

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