Chapter 5
Everyone turned around to see a middle–aged woman storming toward Shayla.
As everyone was in shock, she rushed onto the stage and grabbed the microphone from Shayla. “Are you delusional, girl? How dare you go live online with a lottery ticket that isn’t even yours?”
Then, she turned to the cameras and said, “Everyone, don’t fall for her lies. She’s just using this stunt to become an influencer. She’d rather trick people than walk an honest path. I’ll teach her a lesson today!”
Hearing her words, everyone gaped in disbelief.
The comment section was flooded.
One netizen commented, “What’s going on? She’s so arrogant, I thought she really won the lottery.”
Another commented, “She’s quite brave to lie about this at the graduation party.”
One netizen asked, “Are her classmates all her accomplices?”
More comments flooded in.
As the situation dawned on her, Shayla shrieked angrily, “Nonsense! I am the winner of the lottery. Take a close look at this!”
As she waved the lottery ticket in her hand, Aaron also chimed in, “I think you’re jealous, old lady. Shay indeed won the lottery. If you claim you won it, why don’t you show us the evidence?”
Hearing Aaron calling her an “old lady“, the lady lunged at him, but he shoved her away.
At once, Aaron told the cameras, “Everyone, don’t trust this woman. I think she’s the one obsessed with being an influencer. She should be sent to a psychiatric hospital to check if there’s something wrong with her brain!”
Shayla sneered, “I think that’s it. You’re jealous because I won 50 million dollars!”
The old lady burst into angry laughter. “Fine, fine. Why don’t you open your eyes and take a good look at this? See if my winning ticket is real?”
She fished out her phone, pointing the screen at the cameras.
All our classmates and lecturers couldn’t hold back their curiosity. They surged forward, gathering around was indeed a lottery ticket with the same numbers as Shayla’s.
“Are there one or two lottery tickets? Why are the numbers the same?” one classmate asked in confusion.
Another agreed. “This is strange. There shouldn’t be two identical tickets for this kind of lottery.”
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Hearing that, Shayla blanched and grabbed the old lady’s phone. Her eyes widened after she got a good look at the numbers. “What? How can they be the same?” She grabbed the lady and demanded, “Where did you buy your lottery ticket?”
The old lady glared at her and replied, “I bought it in the suburbs. What about it?”
At once, Shayla looked relieved and burst out laughing. “Ma’am, you’re really dumb. Your lottery ticket must be fake. You were scammed“”
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