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Captivated by the Ruler of the Underworld

Chapter 191
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Chapter 191 The Departure of Flora Harrison The somber staff of the funeral hhad taken Flora Harrison away. Her lifeless presence cast an eerie pall over the reporters, who, despite their usual tenacity, were reluctant to approach the deceased. The sight of Flora's blood-drained face was a stark reminder of the finality of death. There was no story left to pry from her cold lips. In the absence of an interview, the reporters turned to their cameras.

Like ravenous wolves, they eagerly raised their devices, snapping away at the lifeless form of Flora Harrison. The funeral hstaff, noticing the intrusive lenses, hastily covered the body with a blanket. A few images, however, had already been captured.

The staff, incensed by the blatant disrespect, lashed out. "Are you sick? What's the point of taking pictures of the dead?" they spat. "Do you feast on misery? Aren't you afraid of retribution, of hemorrhoids, or a face full of acne?" They sneered, "Damned sewer rats." Sylvester's bodyguards, cleverly disguised as staff, maintained a clear path amidst the chaos.

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Lela, witnessing the scene, felt a surge of anger. She wished she could knock those vultures to the ground, but reason overcher rage. Her fists clenched tightly, shaking almost imperceptibly as she clutched a thick notebook filled with her sister's records.

Sylvester Gomez took Lela's hand, pulling her close, and gently patted her back. "It's okay now," he soothed.

Lela simply embraced Sylvester Gomez and murmured, "Mm." "What do you want to do next?" he asked.

Upon hearing this, Lela took a deep breath and didn't answer directly. "Will you stay with me?" she asked instead.

"Stop talking nonsense," Sylvester Gomez chided gently, leading her away.

Later that evening, Lela received the urn containing her sister's ashes. There was no grand funeral.

Yet, the entire country was aware that the beloved national star, Flora Harrison, had taken her own life that morning. The evidence was everywhere on the internet, from the bloodstains in the bathroom to the funeral hstaff moving the body, and Flora Harrison's pallid complexion...

Everything pointed unwaveringly to the tragic truth.

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In the face of public opinion, Lela reached out to an old friend, a prominent Twitter influencer with ninety million followers. Known as Lemon, she was most active live streaming, often featuring various A-list celebrities.

In this era of interconnected economies, even the most prestigious celebrities were descending from their pedestals to participate in the lucrative world of promotional sales. After all, who would ever complain about having too much money? Lela had met Lemon in the tumultuous Skya country. Lemon, a war correspondent turned influencer, had bravely ventured into the conflict-ridden Skya country to report on current events when no one else would dare. Her courage was seen as a dance with death.

Despite the danger, Lemon packed her bags and went, live streaming and disseminating information for Pliar country.

The uprising in Skya country was as intense as the previous conflicts in Klievoria state, with peacekeeping! forces frequently suffering casualties amid the constant barrage of gunfire. The backdrop was a relentless cacophony of explosions and cries of anguish.

During one such moment, when Lemon thought her end was near, Lela, masked and sporting a buzz cut, saved her. Dela not only saved her life but also helped her live stream an international upheaval. Following this event, Lemon becan intesensation.

Lemon smiled as she watched Lela's call connect. "Lela, when are you going to join for a live stream? My followers are dying to have this herdic guy on air," she teased. "My next stream is about supporting farmers, selling passion fruits, watermelon, jackfruit, and more. Want to join in?" Lela, with nothing much to add, replied in a deeper voice, "I'll see. Right now, I need a favor from you." Lemon, surprised by Lela's association with Flora Harrison, didn't inquire further. She just said, "Okay, I'll mobilize my influencer friends. Don't worry, I guarantee we'll turn the public opinion around." "Thanks, we'll talk another time," said Lela in the smasculine tone before hanging up the phone. Then, gripping the urn tightly, Lela headed straight to Victor's house...