The Unveiling of Secret Queen

Chapter 783: Chapter 783: Mention Audrick Zachmann, My Brother_1

#LightenChaserTwitter#

#LightenChaser, Master Norton#

#LightenChaserJoinsTwitter#

#LightenChaserOnTwitter#

Several Twitter Top Search Topics were hanging there, with the one at the top even having a ”breaking” tag attached to it.

She leaned nonchalantly back in her chair, picked up a bottle of mineral water from beside her, twisted off the cap, then calmly took a sip before placing the bottle down, and clicked to open the Tweet she had sent from her own account.

The comments below were overwhelmingly numerous.

The first few comments, not yet pushed down by new likes, generally had a rather high number of likes.

[PinkLittlePiggy: Damn, another fake ass pretending to be my goddess. Doesn’t Twitter care at all?]

[FlyingSidewaysLOL: Hahaha, chasing the fake Lighten Chaser’s glow, scammers! My boss never opens a Twitter account, everyone knows that. You even dare to write in your bio that you are Lighten Chaser. Dream on!]

[UprightBystanderA: Tsk, I just listened to some songs on Spotify, and upon login, it pushed this fake account for me to follow. Impressive o(￣▽￣)ｄ]

[Monkey’sFunnyBusiness: This high-quality copycat account looks pretty legit, profile pic and all, just like Lighten Chaser’s on other platforms.]

...

Nathalie Quinlan’s line of sight drifted casually downward until she spotted the comment telling her to ’dream on,’ her eyebrows perking up with interest, her sharp jawline sleek, chin resting on her hand, seemingly pondering the feasibility of dreaming on.

Behind those comments with a relatively high number of likes, there were many more from new commenters who had flooded in after her account was verified.

[TearlessInMelbourne: Ahhhhhh! I’m dead! It’s really my queen; my goddess has opened a Twitter account.]

[DeepIndignation: Fuck, what day is it today? It’s not the New Year or anything. Sina’s actually behaving for a change, they even brought in Lighten Chaser!]

Then came the highest-placed comment that had been pinned by a reshare.

With half-closed eyes, Nathalie Quinlan saw it was a verified Twitter account too, only unlike hers, it had a blue V trailing it.

[Shawn Norton Studio: Verified Lighten Chaser (forwarded)]

This simple forwarded Tweet was followed by countless retweets.

[SouthernHusky: Mr. Norton’s forwarded verification; it has to be Lighten Chaser herself, no doubt about it!]

[halo: Mr. Norton’s forwarded verification... shush, only Lighten Chaser has this kind of cachet.]

[CryingLittleKitty: Front row, following without hesitation!]

Nathalie’s hand rested on her knee, just as the phone on her desk lit up again. She shifted her gaze from the computer screen and picked up the phone.

It was a message from Shawn Norton to her.

[How’s it going, have you logged in and checked?]

Nathalie tapped on her phone to reply to his message.

After replying, she shifted her gaze back to the laptop, leaned forward, and started typing on the keyboard, pulling up Wayne Baker’s Twitter.

Below Wayne Baker’s victim statement, there was already a good number of retweets and comments, showing Audrick Zachmann’s company’s PR wasn’t up to scratch.

The opposing side’s heat was obviously picking up.

Nathalie clicked to open the comments, with the most likes still on the one from the onsite private fan’s leaked news. After reading it again, she subdued the flickering light in her eyes, her long fingers tapping on the keyboard to reshare Wayne Baker’s Tweet, directly mentioning Audrick Zachmann.

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All Twitter users who followed Lighten Chaser discovered a new Tweet updated on their homepage.

Many were curious and took a look.

[Lighten Chaser: [Retweet]@AudrickZachmannv My brother.]

Rough and simple.

Following that was a self-pitying Twitter post by Wayne Baker complaining about Audrick Zachmann hitting him and how he was still in City Hospital for a check-up.

Originally, the incident of Audrick Zachmann assaulting someone was suppressed by Starhawk Entertainment with a large sum of money, preventing it from gaining significant heat on Twitter. Although Wayne Baker’s tweet was popular, it had failed to make it onto the Top Search List.

As soon as Nathalie Quinlan retweeted it, Wayne Baker’s popularity exploded.

After casually retweeting the post on Twitter, Nathalie Quinlan clicked to close the page and picked up the half-written prescription from this morning, continuing to work on Master Cadmus’s formula.

Master Cadmus was a tough case, his age was a factor, and the medication couldn’t be too potent for risk of being ineffective, so deciding which herbs to use was quite a headache for Nathalie Quinlan.

Several more balls of paper soon littered the floor.

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After her nonchalant retweet, she didn’t check Twitter again.

Yet Twitter’s activity soared because of her casual share.

#LightenChaserandWayneBaker#

#LightenChaserisAudrickZachmann’sSister#

Both topics shot straight into the top three of the Hot Search List.

In City Hospital in McKinney, Angela Catterton had just received the news. Her face, once proud and triumphant, was now covered in dark clouds, twisting into an extremely unsightly expression.

She was holding her phone.

Wayne Baker’s assistant was right beside her, and a young man was lying on the hospital bed, beaten to the point where his once handsome face was nearly unrecognizable. He was also anxiously wishing he could get up from the bed.

”How could this happen?”

”Don’t move around for now,” Angela Catterton said, holding her phone with an expression of splitting headache as she couldn’t fathom why Lighten Chaser, who seldom showed herself, would come out to speak up for Audrick Zachmann. She stared at Wayne Baker’s tweet on her phone.

It initially had just over ten thousand retweets.

Now it had skyrocketed to over seventy thousand, with a trend of continuously increasing.

This was the scenario they had hoped for.

The higher the heat of the matter, the easier it would be for them to profit from it. Now that things were heading in the direction they desired, not a single person in the hospital room could muster a laugh.

Lighten Chaser personally came forward.

She didn’t say much.

But she dragged Wayne Baker from the clouds down into the mud with a slap in the face that hurt a lot!

Angela Catterton saw that the public sentiment had shifted from mostly sympathizing with Wayne Baker to mostly standing with Audrick Zachmann and mocking Wayne Baker for deserving a beating for his foul mouth.

Suddenly, her temples throbbed violently as she glared hard at that retweet, unable to understand how Starhawk Entertainment had managed not only to have Mr. Norton come forward but also got Lighten Chaser involved.

With a single mention, Lighten Chaser introduced Audrick Zachmann as her brother.

That comment from a sasaeng fan was immediately liked by over a hundred thousand people, nailing Wayne Baker to a shame pole!

As the party involved, Wayne Baker naturally saw the retweets of his post. Not being the type with high emotional intelligence, otherwise, he wouldn’t casually comment about others in public; he was already panicky and asked helplessly, ”Ms. Catterton, what should I do? If this continues, my reputation will be ruined. Should I apologize on Twitter?”

”Will your reputation be saved if you apologize?” Angela Catterton glanced at him irritatedly, then regained her composure before saying, ”The situation has developed to this point; it’s not something that can be resolved just by us apologizing or not.”

”Then what should we do?” Wayne Baker panicked, saying in frustration, ”How can Lighten Chaser and Audrick Zachmann be siblings?”

Angela Catterton couldn’t be bothered to explain to him and instead turned to the assistant, saying, ”Wayne still has seven or eight endorsements on his back. If this mess continues, the brands will ask us to compensate them for damages. I’ll give Twitter a heads up first, try to cool the heat down, and then we can talk.”

Upon hearing this, Wayne Baker and the others in the hospital room felt slightly relieved.

Angela Catterton’s family had strong connections in Beijing; their relationships had always been solid. As long as the heat on Twitter was suppressed, there was still room for maneuver in this affair.

After Angela Catterton finished speaking, she didn’t delay any further and quickly made a phone call to her family to pull some strings.