The Jilted Heiress' Return to the High Life - Chapter 554

Chapter 554:

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The school had swept the scandal under the rug, and to pacify the grieving family, they had made Jolene the scapegoat.

To ensure no further trouble, Jocelynn’s family had shipped her off overseas under the guise of studying abroad.

Jocelynn had believed it was over.

But now, the past had clawed its way back into the light.

Leah inspected her neatly manicured nails, her expression unreadable.

“Why are you panicking? It’s been years. They have no evidence, and even if they figure something out, what can they possibly do to us?”

She tilted her head slightly, her voice laced with amusement.

“Besides, back then, everyone assumed Jolene pushed that person to suicide. It had nothing to do with us.”

Jocelynn, however, was far from convinced. A chill curled around her spine.

“Things are different now,” she said.

“People are hypersensitive to school bullying these days. With all the noise online, this could spiral out of control. If it does, we’ll be the ones paying the price.”

Leah exhaled sharply, rolling her eyes.

“Fine. I’ll have the post taken down. But the real concern is figuring out who dug this up in the first place.”

Jocelynn nodded quickly.

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“Alright.”

As soon as the call ended, Leah got to work.

She contacted her usual fixers, offering them a generous sum to wipe the post from existence.

But no matter how much money she threw at the problem, the post refused to disappear.

Instead, its traction only grew.

Someone wanted this to go public.

Tension tightened around Leah’s jaw.

Though she had left the entertainment industry, her web of media contacts remained intact.

A few discreet inquiries led her straight to an unsettling revelation.

“Miss Burgess, my advice? Don’t get involved.”

The unease in her contact’s voice set Leah’s instincts on edge.

She lowered her gaze, masking the glint of cold calculation in her eyes.

“Is there really someone backing that couple from Pinetree City?”

A beat of silence. Then, the reluctant reply.

“We’ve identified two forces. One is the Holland family in Pinetree City. The other remains unknown, but whoever they are, they’re not to be underestimated.”

Leah’s lips curled slightly, but there was no warmth in her smile—only sharp-edged menace.

“The Holland family?”

“Yes.”

The confirmation sent a slow wave of fury rippling through her.

Dewey Holland. That bastard.

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