Jungkook’s expression was dark with a small, mocking smile.
The second photo which Eunha had shared however, caused his gaze to turn cold with rage. “Does Lisa know about the trouble Eunha has caused? Has she responded to it?”
The butler responded. “This subordinate does not know if Miss Lee is aware of the matter. As of now, she has not made any response to it.”
“There’s no need to trouble her over such a small matter. I’ll handle it for her!” Jungkook narrowed his eyes. “Previously, I instructed you to clean up room 639 at the hotel. Did you find Lisa’s laptop?”
“Yes, sir.”
“Her laptop contains surveillance footage of Mingyu and Eunha sleeping together in room 619. Release it to all the major media outlets. Let everyone decide if they still feel the need to pursue this so-called ‘justice’.”
“Yes, sir.” The butler immediately left to carry out his orders.
Jungkook headed up the stairs and went into the study room on the second floor. He logged into the account that he had previously registered on Jing Hua University’s forum and wrote a long paragraph…
[Oh my god, our country’s idol actually wrote a reply! He must be responding to the calls for his attention.]
[Lee Eunha, that bitch, she actually has the face to claim that Lisa stole her position as Madam Jeon. I didn’t expect the truth to be like this…]
[Everyone look! An explosive news story has just been released. A footage of Eunha sleeping with Mingyu has been leaked!]
…
A wave of explosions ran through the forum. Inside the dormitory, Lisa stretched her body lazily. She had just woken up.
She brought her phone out to see that Eunha had sent her a message last night:
[Lisa, don’t pretend to be dead. I know that you watched my live-stream. Return the position of CEO Jeon's fiancée to me! Don’t cling to it so desperately. Let me tell you, Jungkook’s grandmother is no longer around. If it wasn’t because he is very filial to his grandmother, and has no way of opposing her last will, would he want someone as ugly as you? I’m not afraid of demanding back what ought to belong to me publicly. I’ve started a post on Jing Hua University’s forum. Through that I’m going to let everyone see how exactly you’ve stolen my position from me!]
Lisa checked the time. It was 8:00 a.m. in the morning.
If Eunha wrote her post at midnight, she suspected that everyone had to be especially fired up right now over how she had only managed to become Madam Jeon because of the Jeon family’s late elderly’s final will.
Lisa was too lazy to go on the forum page and check the commotion. At the same time, she was also a little worried. In her previous life, Jungkook’s feelings for her did not waver in the slightest over the ten years they spent together. Was this really related to the will his grandmother had left behind?
She washed up with a heavy expression before leaving the dormitory. She planned to return to the Yu Ting Villa to release footage of Eunha and Mingyu sleeping together.
Afterwards, she would make use of the footage to prove that she did not have feelings for Mingyu…
However, the claims that her father’s unfair treatment and Grandmother Bai’s final will actually led to her eventual engagement with Jungkook was nearly impossible to refute…
She had been wary that her school mates would interrogate her over this matter.
To her surprise, as she made her way through school, no one accused her of being a third party. None of them shot her any strange looks either.
Even when she met Shuhua in the school cafeteria, the girl did not say a single word to her.
Something must have happened on the forum!
Lisa brought her phone out and checked the Jing Hua University’s post titled ‘@Jeon Jungkook’.
She belatedly realised that Jungkook had written a response to it.
His words left her deeply moved yet again:
[When I was young, I encountered a fairy under the moonlight.]
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Pampered Wife's Counterattack | Book 3
Fanfiction"It's my first time. I'm afraid of pain. Be gentle..." Lisa's body is stiff with anxiety. Jungkook pinches her dotingly. "We're just swimming. I didn't pull you with too much force; how did you manage to flop into the water like that?" In their prev...
