Chapter 33 Truth Gone Viral

Jean nced at her phone. Dominic’s name was lighting up the screen.

She figured he must have seen the trending topics already.

She picked up the call-

And sure enough.

Dominic bwas /bcalling to make sure she was bokay/b.

Jean bwas /ba little surprised. This convenient older brother actually cared. She replied sweetly, assuring bhim /bshe was perfectly

fine.

Still, a curious thought bcrossed /bher mind-

Was Dominic also worried about Easton?

After all, Easton had been at the Central Theater 100. He was family

family, wasn’t he?

But from what Jean had observed in the past few days, the members of the Ginger family weren’t exactly close.

The Gingers looked powerful on the surface, bbut /bbeneath it all, they were fragmented–scattered like sand.

Each person bwas /bpetent in their own way, but there was no unity. They acted like strangers, emotionally distant, and some even seemed downright hostile.

When prestigious families fall, it’s rarely because of outside attacks. Most of the time, it’s because of internal copse.

bSo /bit wouldn’t be a surprise if the Ginger family eventually bcrumbled/b.

Jean didn’t bring up Easton. After hanging up, she headed back to bher /broom.

And then-

Twitter’s trending list updated.

There bwas /ban update on Mr. Lamda’s disappearance,

She tapped into the top tweet. It was from a girl named Golden bMic/b.

She was ba /bstudent at irford Film Academy–the bsame /bschool where Mr. Lamda had taught. He’d been her advisor.

At first, Jean thought it would be a prayer or a show of concern for her missing teacher.

But when she opened the thread-

It was the exact opposite.

Golden Micid out everything. Line by line, bpost /bby post–angry, painful, band /braw.

Mr. bLamda /bbhad /bwithheld her project wages. She hadn’t been paid a cent.

He treated her blike /bba /bservant, constantly assigning her tedious errands.

And worst of all–he had harassed her.

The brevtions /bhit like a bomb. Everyone online was stunned.

“Wait, so the victim’s actually the bad bguy/b?”

“I feel sick. I want to throw up

“He can’t just vanish. He should face the consequences

“This is bevond disturbing

“I hope that poor girl’s okay. This is horrifying

Jean scrolled quickly. Things were spanning way beyond what she had expected.

Golden Mic didn’t stop

She kept posting

Finished

students at the

had suffered too. One after another the same story Young. Beautiful Talented.

And all cornered by the same powerful man. A man who used the threat of ruining their graduation prospects to keep them

Golden Mic had exposed it all.

The tweet went nuclear. The public reaction was instant and explosive

“How did this monster stay free for so long

These gris deserve juice. Please let ite soon

“This is heartbreaking They didn’t ask for this”

“Boost this. Don’t let the world ignore it.”

pan’s expression crew tense

If she was just taking advantage of the attention following his disappearance, that made sense.

But Mr. Lamda was still missing. He could return at any moment.

Wasn’t she afraid he’de after bert

Unless-

wouldn’t being back.

Fight the Golden Mic posted another update

She wrote that she had once thought of ending her own life.

But she couldn’t bring herself to do it. Not before he paid.

unge twist of fate—

certain organization.

She thought long and hard and in the end, decided to make a deal with them

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If not money, then something else they want

Golden Mic wasn’t wealthy. She couldn’t pay

So she gave the only thing she could–Herself

The organization took the job.

Finished

Her only request was this make Mr. Lamda suffer. Make him feel helpless. Make him face what he’d done and apologize to his victims publicly

Which meant-

Everything that happened at Central Theater today had been orchestrated by Golden Mic and the organization behind her.

This tweet flipped the inte on its head

“What kind of group is this I need to know.”

“Wait, you’re the one behind all this?!”

“That’s insane.”

“I get it. Lamda’s a monster, but those kinds of groups? You don’t mess with that.”

“So the ckout… the disappearance… all of it? That was them?

“Selling yourself to a secret organization: That’s terrifying

“Feels like justice, but I’ve bgot /bchills”

“Look, when you’re that desperate, you do what you have to. Easy for people to judge when they’ve never been there.”

“Honestly, if I’d been in her shoes, I might’ve done worse.”

Twist after twist, bombshell after bombshell–Golden Mic and Mr. Lamda stayed locked in the top two spots on Twitter’s trending list.

Eventually, more victims came forward.

Girls with simr experiences.

They posted in support of Golden Mic. calling her their hero.

She had done what they couldn’t.

To fight Mr. Lamda, to climb out of that hopeless pit–she’d made a deal with the devil

Some people didn’t understand her choices. But those who had been through it? They got it.

They knew exactly how dark those days had beenb. /b

The public watched in shock, torn between bsorrow /bband /badmiration

“This is a battle for justice. It’s heartbreaking–but powerful.”

“She was trapped. There was no other wayb./b”

“Is there anything we can do to help: My heart hurts for them.”

Mr. Lamda doesn’t need toe back. Let him suffer in silence.”

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b“/bCall it what you want, but she fought back. She’s brave. I support her.”

Jean sat on the edge of her bed, phone in hand, eyes locked on the screen in silence.

Golden Mic never brevealed /bthe name of the

organization.

But Jean was sure of it-

It was the Abyssal Choir.