Ingrid was fuming. “Citrine, these people are absolutely outrageous.”
“You clearly asked for leave in advance—they’re just making up rumors.”
Citrine arched an eyebrow, a hint of mischief in her voice. “Clumsy tricks. Not even worth my time.”
Without another word, she whipped out her phone and posted on her social media.
@CICI: [photo of official leave request], @Dean of Crestwood University School of Medicine #CrestwoodUniversity
She didn’t just post her leave request—she tagged the Dean of Crestwood’s medical school for good measure. The bold move left everyone watching completely stunned.
But of course, some paid trolls in the comments insisted the leave document was photoshopped; a few sneered that tagging the Dean was just a desperate bluff.
After all, Crestwood’s medical program was the university’s crown jewel, and its Dean worked at the prestigious Crestwood Medical Research Center—a place reserved for top-tier medical minds. No one honestly believed the Dean would waste time replying to a student’s social media drama.
As rumors and accusations piled up against Citrine online, something happened that no one expected: the Dean of the School of Medicine, joined by Citrine’s faculty advisor, both posted responses.
Dean of Crestwood Medical: The requested leave is legitimate. Furthermore, Citrine is one of our department’s most promising medical talents—her abilities far surpass her peers. She is afforded the freedom to request leave as needed. @CICI
To back it up, the Dean attached a two-year-old letter of admission confirming Citrine’s early acceptance to Crestwood, as well as redacted images of several patented medical formulations she’d developed.
Faculty Advisor, Clinical Medicine: The leave is legitimate. Anyone spreading false rumors will face consequences. @CICI
With those posts, the trolls vanished almost instantly.
Just as the hired commenters rushed to delete their posts, Citrine tapped a few commands on her laptop. Suddenly, every anonymous account’s display name transformed—revealing real names and phone numbers.
Some eagle-eyed fans even dug through her birthday photos and uncovered her family background.
“Wait a sec—she’s the heiress to the Carmichael family, the most powerful family in Havencrest!”
“No wonder her eighteenth birthday was such a big deal—half the city’s elite wished her happy birthday online. That’s how you know you’re special.”
“And to think the Iverson family tried to blame her for pushing Jeanette? That’s just vile.”
“The Iversons really are the worst.”
“She’s been through so much and still came out strong… I can’t even imagine.”
“Thank goodness she finally came home to the Carmichaels. They clearly love her—on her eighteenth birthday, they rented out thousands of helicopters for a surprise celebration. Talk about being cherished!”
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