chapter778

Lydia's words sent a ripple of shock through the room.

Grace's face drained of color, and beads of sweat broke out on her forehead. No way. She had been so cautious, covering every track. How could Lydia have traced it all the way back to the Norwood family? The people she hired weren't even from the same place. Lydia must be bluffing.

Lucinda shot a quick glance at Grace, her hands clenching even tighter. If Lydia really had proof it was Grace...

Kylie and Cameron turned toward Lydia, stunned.

"Lydia, you mean one of those IPs is from our house?"

Lydia nodded. "Yeah."

Cameron slammed his hand onto the table, furious. "Unbelievable! The culprit is actually here, under our own roof!"

Kylie was so angry her breath caught in her throat. "Lydia, can you figure out who it is?" she demanded. "I want to see who could be this low."

Lucinda and Grace felt their hearts stop, shrinking into themselves like kids caught red-handed.

Lydia's eyes lingered on Lucinda for a second, her expression unreadable. Lucinda's pupils contracted, her heart pounding so hard it almost hurt. What was Lydia getting at? Did she really know something?

Then Lydia's gaze shifted to Grace. A chill crept up Grace's spine. Lydia only ever looked at her like that when something bad was about to happen.

Before Grace could even process her fear, Lydia's voice rang out, cool and calm. "Who lives in Building 3, Room 201?"

Grace's mind went blank. She froze, her thoughts scattering. In an instant, everyone who knew where Grace stayed turned to look at her, their faces a mix of shock and disbelief.

No one could believe it. Grace bullying the staff was one thing, but going after Lydia online? That was bold, even for her.

Kylie, who knew exactly where Grace lived, fixed her with a glare that burned. The usual warmth in her

syes epided by our

Vanished

replaced by pure fury. Her cheeks flushed red, and when

she spoke, her voice was razor sharp.

"It was you!"

Kylie was genuinely shocked. The family had always treated Grace well. She'd been Lucinda's nanny since childhood, practically family. They never saw heras just Servant. How could she do something so nasty?

"Let me see what she posted." Blake's eyes were icy as he reached for the laptop.

Lydia had everything pulled up already. The screenshots showed the IP address clear as day, matching the staff building at the Norwood estate.

[Wow, that Lydia looks so innocent, but she's actually juggling a bunch of guys.]

[They made her campus queen? Please. She's probably messing around with half the school, and

now she's hooking up with her

instructor. No shame at all

[That Lydia is such a fake. Sweet to your face, then stabs you in the back. Everyone

knows she cheats, but people still worship her. It's hilarious.]

[Girls like her deserve to be called out. Whispering to one guy while flirting with others. She's a cheater!]

There were so many posts just like these, and Lydia had lined them all up, the evidence impossible to ignore. Anyone reading them would be furious.

"You bitch!"

Elliot didn't hesitate. He kicked Grace, sending her sprawling.

"The Norwood family treated you like one of our own, and you repay us by smearing Lydia's name? How could you?"

Grace was in shock. She couldn't understand how Lydia had found all of this. She'd deleted everything, she was sure of it. How could this be happening?