Chapter 220

Comments flooded Susan Thompson's phone screen like a tidal wave.

Her finger froze mid-air.

The words stung her eyes.

"Traitor" stood out like a brand searing into her heart.

She tapped the trending topic and finally understood the source of the storm.

The costume stills mistaken for a kimono now topped the hot search list.

The comment section had exploded.

"Can't Hua Nation find anyone better than a traitor to play Diao Chan?"

"Disgusting! Wearing enemy attire to portray a historical figure!"

"Get out of the entertainment industry!"

Susan's fingertips trembled slightly.

She knew better than anyone—this was a meticulously recreated Han costume.

But no one wanted explanations now.

Public opinion had become a runaway horse, galloping toward chaos.

Then an interview video suddenly went viral.

Candy Wilson appeared on screen in a white dress, tearfully saying, "Susan... always had a thing for R Nation's culture." She hesitated. "Her ex was from R Nation. Maybe that influenced her..."

The words became a spark in a powder keg.

Comments erupted instantly.

"So she's been a traitor all along!"

"Ban her permanently!"

"May her whole family die horribly!"

Susan's gaze turned icy at the last comment.

She could endure insults—but never curses against her family.

The computer's blue light reflected on her face.

She opened a long-buried webpage—a five-year-old tabloid report from R Nation.

The photo showed Candy wrapped in R Nation's flag, beaming.

Susan clicked send.

"Miss Wilson," she murmured to the empty room, "hope you enjoy this gift."

The hurricane of public opinion was about to change course.