CHAPTER 77: CHAPTER 77: IRREFUTABLE EVIDENCE TURNS VERA HANSEN’S FANS AGAINST HER

Quinn went to watch "Heavenly Sound" live, initially just a passerby fan of Vera Hansen.

Vera’s live countdown to death on social media, along with her good deeds and encouragement to patients like her, beautiful and strong yet pitiful, all earned his respect.

The reason he insisted on releasing Irene’s live video had nothing to do with Vera personally, but because he was silenced and falsely accused during an online spat.

But when he saw Serena at that moment.

He was shocked.

The drama surrounding Vera is widespread, as is the entanglement with Julian Lawson, so there must be someone involved — Julian Lawson’s wife, Serena.

The timid woman who turned a blind eye to her wealthy husband frolicking outside with other women, the submissive, dependent wife Serena!

"This is nothing like what’s online!" Quinn’s voice was unusually loud, filled with disbelief.

He had been to both live shows; if a song or stage was an accident, performing consistently, with Irene still in command, showed her musical prowess.

Absolutely not a dependent wife!

"Oh my God!" Quinn was constantly in shock.

"I told you before, Vera interfering in someone else’s marriage is not a good thing." Bianca Lynch said with her hands on her hips, "You insisted on separate issues, just wanting to fight back at trolls. Do you understand now?"

"Let me tell you, Vera had the sound quality lowered by using Julian Lawson’s name, Serena’s current husband, they haven’t divorced yet."

"Otherwise, think about it, Jasper Ford is the CEO of Ford Entertainment, which is an investor in ’Heavenly Sound.’ Who would dare suppress Ford Entertainment’s promoted singer, Irene?"

Quinn was still confused: "But why? Does she know Irene’s real identity?"

Serena shook her head saying: "Apart from Jasper Ford, only the people in this room know."

Bianca Lynch chimed in: "Even the makeup artist hasn’t seen Irene’s face."

"Then she..." Quinn was still baffled.

"Isn’t it obvious?" Bianca said while leading Serena inside, "Vera can’t stand anyone better than her; you have a filter for her, so you can’t see clearly."

Quinn was still shocked, and Serena said nothing more, seeing from Bianca’s words that Quinn used to really like Vera.

When the image of someone you like is overturned, it takes time to process.

Serena followed Bianca inside.

This area is a hot new neighborhood in recent years, well-equipped, mostly bought by middle-to-high income groups like employees at big internet companies, those who likely have core tech skills or connections, with stock options.

The home decor is minimalist style, seems like the owner is a cool science type, unlike Quinn.

While thinking, Serena glanced at Quinn.

He was dressed in a cosplay outfit, even wearing a shirt with anime characters.

Quinn, still shocked, regained his composure upon seeing Serena’s look, saying: "This is my brother’s place; my brother restores data."

Saying this, Bianca had already led Serena to a door.

"Knock knock." Bianca lightly knocked twice.

"Come in." A man’s voice called, and they opened the door to enter.

The room continues the minimalist style but has lots of electronic equipment.

Bianca gave Serena a look and pulled her along, allowing Quinn to enter first, then they followed.

Looks like he has a bad temper?

Or just hates being interrupted.

"Bro, is the data recovered? I’ve brought people in." Quinn spoke nonchalantly, walking straight ahead.

After he asked, Serena felt Bianca tugged her further along, both headed there.

"Almost." The bespectacled man said.

Serena watched the progress bar finish, and the bespectacled man turned, saying: "It’s done, check what you need or want to do."

He didn’t look at anyone else, just stepped aside for them to examine.

A bit robotic.

"May I?" Bianca pointed at herself, as this was Sasha’s phone, better not let others roam through its contents.

"Sure." Quinn said, stepping away to talk to the bespectacled man.

Serena stood by Bianca, watching her search for recorded content.

The room was silent, except for Bianca’s mouse-clicking sounds.

"Yes, it’s her, she’s Serena, Julian Lawson’s wife, also Irene..." Quinn whispered to the bespectacled man.

The voice was low, but Serena heard it.

She felt a glance brush her, then retreat.

At this moment.

"Found it!" Bianca said joyfully, breaking the silence.

"Really, let me see if it’s usable!" Quinn quickly joined, and they played the video.

"Seems like Sasha’s phone captured plenty haha." Watching, Bianca remarked, it was clear Sasha used one phone for streaming, another for recording.

No wonder Sasha was adept at phone theft, likely similar practices are common.

"Not bad at all, though not great equipment, still better than what’s online." Quinn nodded.

"Serena, what do you think?" Bianca asked.

Serena, having watched it all, smiled and nodded.

"With this video, let’s see how those online trolls talk about me!" Quinn said furiously.

"Will this really do?" At that moment, the bespectacled man spoke, "May not reach the level you mentioned."

"Bro, the live performance was great!" Quinn exclaimed.

Bianca said nothing, just looked at Serena.

Serena was pondering.

She gently pulled and said: "It can be used."

The bespectacled man frowned, disagreeing.

Serena understood his point; a phone recording simply isn’t as good as live, and he knows his brother likely has exaggerated the live experience.

The video, once released, might help, but if not as good as Quinn claimed, could easily create a disparity.

"Just release it at the right moment to achieve effects." Serena said.

Then her phone vibrated.

She took it out, seeing it was Jasper Ford.

"Jasper." Serena answered the call.

"Serena, I have good news." On the call, Jasper Ford’s voice was excited, "I finally have evidence against Alexander Ford, cornered his people, ready to kick him out! Which day do you prefer? Today? Tomorrow? Or right now?"

Hearing Jasper Ford’s laughter on the phone, Serena smiled.

Now, this opportunity has come.