Villains Act Shamelessly: The Heiress was the Great National Master!-Chapter 32: Thea Shaw’s Social Death

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Chapter 32: Chapter 32: Thea Shaw’s Social Death

"Never heard of it."

Yvette, of course, wouldn’t say it outright, "I initially thought he was just talking nonsense, but haven’t you had a bit of bad luck recently? I thought I’d just give you a heads-up."

Theodore has been in this circle for a long time and has seen all kinds of things.

There are a lot of superstitious wealthy folks, but there really are some things that can’t be explained.

He thought for a moment and said, "I’ll pay attention for a while, but you might have just run into someone talking nonsense, it’s not that mystical. I haven’t had time to attend gatherings recently either."

Neither of these couples took the matter to heart.

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Thea Shaw didn’t think much about Auntie Vaughn’s matter either, since time will reveal all.

That evening, she was browsing through some information about this world on her laptop and had completely put off replying to Laney Blair’s message from earlier in the day.

She thought the matter had come to an end, but unexpectedly, her phone vibrated.

She glanced down and almost spat out the juice she was drinking.

[Landon: [Image]]

Yet another picture that makes one’s blood surge.

This time, he wasn’t even wearing pajamas, looking more like he had just finished working out, and he didn’t take a picture of his face.

His upper body was completely bare, sweat trickling down the curves of his body, gliding over solid and beautiful abs, as if flowing toward a mysterious place.

His lower body was clad in a pair of black workout pants.

Broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and the enticingly sexy physique on display.

Who wouldn’t swallow hard at this sight?

Thea Shaw muttered a silent "Amitabha" in her heart.

Then she saved the picture, tossed her phone aside, pretending she never saw it.

Little did she know, that afternoon Landon Ford did something extraordinarily outrageous by having some company programmers over at WeChat develop a special feature just for him.

A feature that was widely rejected by users – the death feature.

It was that he could now see whether his friends had read his messages or not.

The moment Thea Shaw opened the photo, over on Landon Ford’s phone, his picture already displayed two words that spelled her social death.

[Read.]

Thea Shaw didn’t reply to the message, but upon seeing those two words, Landon Ford flashed a mocking smile.

A little thing that says one thing but does another, happily viewing the photo but not replying to his messages.

Let’s see what excuses she’ll come up with by then.

Thea Shaw was still unaware that she’d already met her social demise on Landon Ford’s end.

Funny enough, after serving as the State Preceptor for thirty years, she was so pure-hearted and desireless that she’d never even had a single explicit dream.

Now, merely three days after her return, perhaps seeing what she shouldn’t have, even her dreams were painted with some improper hues.

If her master knew, who knows how devastated they’d be.

So much so that the next morning, when Thea Shaw woke up, the first thing she did was silently touch her face.

The reputation she’d guarded for thirty years was ruined just like that.

The Empress was right, beauty truly is a beguiling thing.

She sighed deeply, went downstairs to have breakfast.

As soon as she reached the ground floor, she heard Mrs. Sutton’s excited voice: "What wonderful news, Levi Blair and his mother have been sent abroad. This surely shatters Laney Blair’s dream of marrying into the Ford Family, doesn’t it?"

With them out of the country, how could there be any chance of being by Warren Ford’s side?

Warren Ford traveling abroad won’t possibly go looking for her either.

Thea Shaw, hearing this suddenly, curiously asked, "What happened with Levi Blair and his mom?"

They had only come to visit the Sutton Family yesterday; how come they went abroad today?