The following day.
The news of Vivienne's heroic act during her live stream spread like wildfire throughout the town.
Last night, when the masked man started the live stream, someone began recording it. By the end of the night, the video had been shared countless times. Praises for Vivienne flooded the internet.
“Holy moly! What kind of luck does Class Eighteen have to land a teacher as amazing as Vivienne?”
“I stayed up all night researching Vivienne, and, boy, was I surprised. Not only is she the renowned perfumer, Master Q, but she's also the international fashion designer, Charles, and the legendary hacker, Shadow Wolf. What else don't I know about her?"
"That's not all. She's also skilled in medicine. And most importantly, she can defuse a bomb. Her speed and skill were nothing short of impressive."
"Don’t forget that she's a genius. She earned two doctorate degrees at sixteen. She's the youngest PHD holder in Veridia."
"I'm in love. Who wouldn't love a teacher like her? Class Eighteen truly hit the jackpot."
The praise for Vivienne online was overwhelmingly positive.
...
Meanwhile, at the Brooks family's residence in Havenwood.
Arabella watched the viral videos of Vivienne with eyes filled with jealousy and spite.
Why?
Vivienne was just a country girl. Why did she deserve all this admiration?
Back when they were at the Hawthorn family household in Havenwood, Arabella could swallow her feelings of inadequacy towards Vivienne.
But now, even as the heiress of the Brooks family, she still found herself overshadowed by Vivienne.
Even the party she had meticulously planned was ruined by Vivienne.
A sinister glint flashed in Arabella's eyes as she watched Vivienne’s videos.
Hmph!
Vivienne, do you think you've won?
...
On the outskirts of town, at the potter's field.
A skinny figure was frantically using a flashlight, searching for something. After following the location indicated on her phone, she finally found an unmarked cross tombstone.
The grave was obviously freshly dug with new, loose soil. Moreover, there were several tubes inserted into the ground.
"Are you… Are you in there?" Arabella asked nervously as she placed her ear next to one of the tubes. Her entire body shook in fear of a zombie suddenly popping out.
"Stop talking and start digging!" A cold voice answered from below.
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