He Chose the So-Called Sister Chapter 343: The Truth in the Files

Everything was up to Sherry.

She wasn't the type to pry into others' secrets. Everyone had scars.

Lucas had achieved so much at such a young age—he must have paid a terrible price.

Sherry couldn't shake the feeling that Julia and Lucas shared some deep connection.

What Julia had said that night at the hotel hadn't sounded empty. If it were meaningless, she would have said something far more explicit.

So Sherry had hesitated to learn the truth.

But now, she couldn't wait any longer.

She searched through the documents.

And sure enough, there was a file on Julia.

But... was this really about Julia?

For a second, she couldn't believe her eyes.

It wasn't a business profile—it read like a love diary.

It detailed how deeply the writer had loved Julia, filled with countless photos of her, shots that clearly showed obsession.

In the photos, Julia either acted brilliantly or showed genuine emotion—either way, she looked sincere.

The writer had even written, "No matter who Julia really is, I love her. Only her. Deeply."

So this person knew exactly what Julia was like... and still loved her desperately.

Sherry didn't dare judge others.

Gilbert had once treated Wendy like a princess, then he shipped her off to Zalari without a second thought.

Later, it turned out she'd been a stand-in all along—once the real deal showed up, everything changed.

Even if Gilbert saw Julia's true colors—greedy, manipulative, wanting the strongest man by her side, willing to use cruel tactics against them—Sherry was sure Gilbert would still defend her.

Honestly, she could believe this diary was Gilbert's, because this was exactly how Julia looked from Gilbert's perspective—pure, flawless, too good to be true.

If not for that final line, she would've sworn it was Gilbert's love letter.

Because Gilbert refused to admit Julia was evil. Even when he saw the truth, he made excuses for her.

His pride was too big to admit he'd chosen wrong.

So this couldn't be Gilbert.

Her hands shaking badly, Sherry turned to the last page.

What she saw struck her like lightning. The papers slipped from her grasp.

She couldn't believe what she was seeing.

...

Julia's humiliating photos were blowing up online.

[Wait, this is our new "goddess"? She looks like a street thug! Her whole image is completely ruined!]

People edited her into cheap winter coats and old cotton pants, with tacky DJ music in the background.

Her elegant, high-class image was destroyed.

She'd been in the industry a long time, criticized and hated before—but never called ugly or tacky.

Now people were mocking her looks, her trashy style, her behavior.

They called her stupid, crazy, for fighting her own staff in public.

What normal person did that?

She never thought the word "idiot" would ever be used on her.

Her company hadn't even officially launched yet, and already it was a national joke.

The photo of her hair being pulled was turned into a viral meme—her face stretched tight, eyes pulled upward as if from a botched facelift, mouth wide open in a scream.

It was even edited into the company's logo.

When Gilbert returned, he tried damage control.

They deleted the pictures, but too many people had already saved them. People could look in private and there was nothing the PR could do.

Once the public saw that image, it would stick forever. Anytime the company was mentioned, people would picture this chaotic, ugly version of Julia.

Their dream of a luxury, high-end brand was completely dead.

"Elegance is great, but relatable, funny characters are popular these days. If you accept the joke and roll with it later—"

Gilbert limped forward, trying to comfort her.

Julia snapped, "You want me to be a joke? Never! I was born to be elegant, high-class, superior! I will never be associated with this trash!

"It was Sherry! She left the car out of my company on purpose and used the Harrison family to blow this up! I can't take this anymore!"

She broke into sobs.

But this time, Gilbert just sat down in silence and sighed, "Sherry..."

Did she really not love him anymore?

How could she do this? Just because they hadn't been together for a while, their feelings faded?

Or had Sherry really fallen for Lucas?