Chapter 609: Sloane watched, her heart sinking deeper with each passing second. She never anticipated Khloe would be a painter of such magnitude! Her work was practically mythical.
If only she had known earlier-when she had tried to send Khloe to prison, she should have broken Khloe's hands.
But, sadly, she hadn't known.
Sloane's jealousy bubbled beneath her steely exterior, but she stood firm. "So what if she's White? That doesn't prove she didn't impersonate Snowpear! Human desire is boundless! How can you be sure she's satisfied with the fWhite gave her? What's wrong with seeking more fame, more money, and an even more extravagant life?" Sin the crowd wavered, voicing their doubts.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"That's true. Painting and writing are completely different. And with a website editor stepping forward to expose her, Khloe must have impersonated Snowpear." Firefly, standing nearby, felt a rush of regret.
She hadn't expected Khloe to be the mysterious White. Had she known, she would never have accused Khloe. After all, she was a huge fan of White.
But now, it was too late to back out. Having gone this far, she could only double down on her claim that Khloe had impersonated Snowpear.
Khloe remained calm, unshaken. She was Snowpear herself, and proving it would be a breeze.
With a smile that carried no warmth, Khloe turned to Firefly. Her voice was cold and precise. “The chat screenshots you provided look quite convincing. But no matter how real something seems, a fake is always a fake." Nine years ago, when Khloe first published her debut , she had briefly worked with Firefly. But back then, Firefly didn't see Khloe's potential and kept pushing her to write according to her own ideas. Khloe refused. Before releasing her debut, Khloe had thought everything through-plot structure, pacing, and direction. Explore captivating tales on Most importantly, Firefly wanted to change the emotions Khloe had woven into her work, something that would have altered the entire story.
Khloe wouldn't budge. She realized their visions didn't align, so she requested a new editor. The website agreed, and from that point on, Firefly was no longer her editor.
When Khloe's debut hit it big, Firefly tried to use their minimal connection to get back in, hoping to becSnowpear's editor once more.
Khloe refused again.
Perhaps it was then that Firefly began to resent Snowpear, though she never knew Snowpear's true identity. Khloe paused, tapping her phone. A new image flashed onto the large screen: a screenshot of chat records.
As Firefly saw the screenshot, her face drained of color. Her eyes widened as if struck.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHer hands shook uncontrollably. Her legs buckled beneath her, as if she might collapse at any moment.
The chat screenshots were real.
They were from her early conversations with Snowpear.
Firefly remembered every word, and as her eyes shifted to Khloe, paniq and unease overtook her. She opened her mouth to speak but couldn't find the words. Was Khloe really Snowpear?
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