Revenge is My Love Language novel Chapter 431

Lauren’s fans were the first to crack. They adored her—not just for her talent, but also for the aura of being the daughter of the renowned medical pioneer, Dr. Virtuoso. Now, suddenly, everyone was telling them it was all a lie?

“I don’t believe it! This can’t be true!! Anyone claiming Anastasia is Dr. Virtuoso’s real daughter must be part of some troll farm, right? Lauren’s always been her daughter—how could that change now?!”

“Oh, please. It’s just that Anastasia never spoke up all these years! Did you really think your favorite was the real deal?”

“Honestly, Lauren’s got some nerve. In every interview, she played up the devoted mother-daughter act, always hinting at how much she missed her late mother. I was so moved—and now it turns out she wasn’t even her biological daughter!”

“She was only adopted after Dr. Virtuoso passed away… They barely saw each other while she was alive, right? What’s she so nostalgic about?”

“Can you people stop being so vile? Didn’t you hear Lauren explain herself? Yes, she was adopted, but she never denied Anastasia existed! It’s not Lauren’s fault Anastasia was such a failure that the Brennan family didn’t want her!”

The internet was in an uproar, and Lauren’s fans had lost their swagger.

Anastasia only laughed softly at the chaos, putting her phone away. Lost in thought, she suddenly realized she’d slumped over sideways—and if Harrison hadn’t reached out to steady her, she would’ve tumbled right off the seat.

A flush crept into her cheeks. She straightened up quickly, pretending nothing had happened.

She glanced out the window, then frowned in surprise. This wasn’t the road back to her apartment—it was the way to Rosewood Manor.

“We’re going back to Rosewood Manor already?” she asked, turning to Harrison.

He reached over to smooth her tousled hair, speaking as if it were the most natural thing in the world. “You’re not attending university anymore, so there’s no reason for you to stay at Kingsbridge.”

The Global Harmony Medical Institute wasn’t far from Rosewood Manor anyway, so from now on she could just live at home.

Anastasia couldn’t help but smile. Twisting around, she nestled her head against Harrison’s steady, broad shoulder. “So, does that mean wherever I go, you’ll follow?”

He looked down at her, his expression unreadable. “Is that what you want to hear?”

She grinned, eyes sparkling with mischief. “How can you ask what I want to hear? Of course I want you to tell me the truth!”

The truth?

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