Vivi remained on her knees, orchestrating a theatrical plea for an extended period, yet neither Janet nor Brandon reacted. The spectacle seemed to be a one-person show, leaving Vivi feeling deeply humiliated and embarrassed.
Vivi looked at Janet, bewildered.
But as she lifted her gaze, she locked eyes with Janet, whose expression held a certain knowing amusement, as if she had already deciphered Vivi's intentions.
An inexplicable shiver ran down Vivi's spine.
"Why did you stop?" Janet cocked an eyebrow, her tone dripping with sarcasm as she looked down at Vivi. "Aren't you going to continue crying and pleading for mercy?"
Avoiding Janet's gaze, Vivi felt a surge of embarrassment but persisted with her performance, sobbing and imploring, "I only hope that you can find it in your heart to forgive me and let go of this resentment. After all, I had no part in what transpired."
Janet's eyebrows rose even higher. "Are you implying that you weren't responsible for hiring online trolls to target me? If not you, then who?"
Tears streaming down her face, Vivi sniffled, "All my accounts are managed by my agency. The trolls were hired by them, unbeknownst to me. I implore you to forgive me for my ignorance and let me off."
The onlookers, swayed by Vivi's desolate and pitiful display, started speaking up in her defense.
"It appears this poor girl was entirely in the dark.
Miss, please consider granting her an opportunity to make amends."
"Companies can be ruthless, and many influencers lack true autonomy. It seems this girl is merely a puppet of her agency."
"Indeed, Miss. Given your privileged background, there's no need to press her further."
Hearing the crowd rally behind her, Vivi experienced a surge of satisfaction, a sly grin spreading across her face, hidden by her disheveled hair.
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