The Heiress They Lost Came Back Overpowered

The production team was starting to panic, but there was nothing they could do. This question was, by far, the most popular one.

If they didn’t select it, the inevitable netizen backlash would probably cause even more negative consequences for Miss Lowell.

The director had even specifically asked the big boss, who gave the final approval. He said it was better to let Miss Lowell clarify things herself than to let the situation continue to fester.

"What kind of bullshit is this?!" Harrison Lowell was the first to explode, seething with indignation. "Is this ever going to end?! It was the same thing when I posted on Weibo before. You all think my sister is an easy target, huh? Talking straight out of your asses, every single one of you!"

"You’re the one impersonating someone! You think everyone is like you? If you suck, practice more! If you’re dumb, study more! And if you can’t measure up, you just spread rumors and sling mud, is that it?"

"Say whatever you want about me, I don’t care. It doesn’t even matter if you talk trash about my brother. But what did my sister ever do to any of you?! I brought her on this variety show to have fun, not to listen to you all bark nonsense!"

"Wasn’t last time’s lesson enough? Did I give you the impression that I’m too good-tempered or something? Well, I’m laying it all out today. If you’ve got a problem, bring it to me."

"Call me classless, say I’m acting like a diva, whatever. If you’ve got the guts, come at me in my Weibo comments. Worst case, I’ll just quit the entertainment industry! I couldn’t care less about filming this crappy show. It’s not like I can’t afford the breach of contract fee. Who wants to put up with your crap day in and day out?!"

Harrison Lowell unleashed a torrent of words, leaving the audience completely stunned.

[Bro, bro, don’t be rash! Don’t do it!!]

[I give up. Why did you guys have to provoke him??]

[You have a bad temper, a really bad one. Don’t be impulsive, bro!!]

[Even though you have a bad temper, no class, act like a diva, and have a foul mouth... some of us girls have a taste for the extreme, and we love you just the way you are!! Calm down! Don’t get angry at dogs!!!]

[Yeah, but... bro, it’s okay to talk about your brother, but not your sister? Total double standard. Your sister-complex is confirmed.]

[Don’t say such unlucky things! Quit the industry? Seriously? Ahhh!!!]

[How did someone like this become a Film Emperor? Morally corrupt! What a lack of class! So money really is more important than anything, right? Get out of the entertainment industry!!]

[They were just asking. Didn’t you say you’d answer the questions? Why are you so defensive? Can’t take the heat? If you’re this sensitive, you shouldn’t be on a variety show.]

[Yeah, so what if he has financial backing? The Lowell Group’s entertainment division exists for my bro. My bro has backing AND acting skills. What’s wrong with him winning Film Emperor?]

[Is that how you ask questions, by being offensive? I’m learning so much. Are you really you? Are you sure you’re not an imposter?]

[I enjoy watching him be classless. What’s it to you? If you don’t like it, get out.]

[My god, where did these mad dogs come from, barking nonsense?? I hate netizens with no sense of boundaries.]

[I give up. Sure, there are plenty of people with the same name, but if even the age is the same, how could she be an imposter? Come on, you try impersonating someone like that and let me see.]

[What is all this? It hasn’t even been a full day since yesterday’s livestream announcement. Why do these people love stirring up trouble so much??]

Seeing him defend her so fiercely, Yvonne Lowell felt a warmth in her heart. She placed a hand on his back to soothe him. "Alright, I’m not even angry. What are you getting so worked up about?"

"It’s not okay for them to talk about you, period! After all these years on your own, how much have you suffered to achieve what you have today?"

"But them? They negate all your hard work with just their words. On what grounds? Because they’re more pathetic than you?!"

Harrison Lowell still felt wronged, and his eyes reddened with anger.

’In reality, most of my other identities were disguised, so I wasn’t worried about being recognized by people in the know.’

’At the time, I just found it to be a hassle, so I didn’t have Old Man White Beard post my photo.’

’I wasn’t planning on teaching there anyway, so what did it matter if the students recognized me or not?’

’That was also why I hadn’t told my family about it at first. Why bring up something unimportant? It was unnecessary.’

Yvonne Lowell scrolled through her phone’s cloud storage, finding her old graduation diploma and honor certificates.

"Sigh. Can’t you ask some questions with a little more depth? You’re just going to waste three perfectly good questions like this? Is this something you can fake just by wanting to? I’m not stupid enough to drag the Lowell Family and Pluto down with me as collateral."

"Besides, is anyone really that dumb, to announce a fake identity with such fanfare?"

"Back then, I didn’t let the education committee post my photo on the official website simply because I don’t like dealing with trouble. I’m a professor who doesn’t even teach classes, so what difference does it make if people recognize me?"

"What, so that after seeing my face, it’d be more convenient for students to kowtow to me if they ran into me on the street?"

"Alright, just tell me what you want me to do. Should I show you the certificates directly, or should I have the education committee post my photo?"

[She’s not cursing, but you can tell her face is written with the four words: ’You’re all so stupid.’]

[Not a single curse word, but every sentence hits harder than any profanity. Help me.]

[Ooh, Professor Lowell, even though I’m not from Loster, I can still kowtow to you. Like a husband and wife bowing to each other~ *bows*]

[Piss off! Don’t be disgusting!]

[I have to say, the sister has a point. They completely wasted three questions. They should have asked for her criteria for a partner, her phone number, and her bank card PIN!!!]

[You two upstairs...]

[Sis, don’t mind them. The innocent will be vindicated!]

[Don’t say that, but actually... wasn’t there some ’innocent’ girl who made a big fuss about pretending to be Luna’s final disciple? I don’t remember her name, but she ended up in jail.]

[Something-Huanhuan? Oh right, Holly Sutton!]

[Look, they’ve got my bro seeing red.]

[Did you notice? When she herself was being questioned, she was very calm. But when her third brother was being criticized just now, you could tell she was genuinely angry.]

[That’s totally normal. I think she was actually pretty restrained. If someone talked about my family like that, I’d curse their entire lineage for eighteen generations.]

[I give up. The girl just likes to keep a low profile and hates trouble. But you guys are something else. You dig everything up about her, and then you question what you find. Is that fun for you?]

[Yeah, but... I really wanna see the Loster certificate, though. *rubs hands greedily like a fly*]

[Show us the certificate, sis! Let’s not trouble the education committee. Mainly because there’s a time difference between our Aurelia and Continent M, and I can’t wait!!!]

[I second this!!!!]

Yvonne Lowell tapped her phone a few times without even looking up. "I’ve posted my diploma and certificates to Pluto’s official Weibo. You can go see for yourselves."

"Alright, the questions have been answered. And let this be a little reminder for certain people: you can come after me, that’s fine. But if you involve my family again next time, things won’t end this pleasantly."

Hearing her say she had posted on Weibo, many people left the livestream and switched over to check Pluto’s official account.

When they returned, they were met with another round of utter shock.

[Hmph, it doesn’t look any different from my bachelor’s degree diploma. The words are just different, that’s all. Hmph!]

[A 16-year-old Yvonne looks so young and fresh! But she doesn’t look that different from now. She’s really been a beauty since she was little. Oh my god!!]

[The person next to her is the president of Loster, sis!! You got the president himself to move your tassel for your graduation??]

[I believe you! Is it okay if I believe you now? I just pray that there won’t be any more shocking plot twists for the next 14 days! *crying emoji*]

...

「Grant Group.」

Silas Lynch pushed open the door to the CEO’s office. "Master, I’ve found out everything."