Chapter 231

Chapter 231:
Meanwhile, Seville and Alexia stayed active, pushing out responses and listing their points.
It was all part of a well-planned strategy. Slowly, public opinion began to shift back in their favor.
After all, aside from Vivian, no one else had a reason to target Serena. And that was the truth.
Then, professionals from the music industry joined the conversation, analyzing Serena’s performances and praising her undeniable talent.
The online buzz only grew louder.
Vivian saw it all, her jaw clenching in frustration.
Since Johnny’s team had started working with her, she had never taken such a blow. Even dealing with Millie had felt like a walk in the park. But now, Serena—this nobody—was proving to be a real thorn in her side.
Still, Vivian couldn’t let her frustration show on camera. She signaled the crew not to film her and quickly lowered her head to text Oakley and Johnny.
Oakley ignored her completely. He had his own mess to manage.
Johnny suggested they leak Serena’s scandals—like her secret relationship with Charles and her miscarriage—to distract the public.
Vivian refused. “That’s my ace. I need to keep it for leverage. Besides, now that the audio tampering is almost confirmed, using that info would backfire. Netizens will think we’re slandering her out of spite. We’d lose the advantage and risk a backlash.”
Johnny agreed—but there was nothing more he could do for now.
“I need to clear my name and steady my public image first,” Vivian typed back quickly. “I’ll come up with something. Wait for my message,” she added after a moment of thought.
Vivian glanced toward Serena’s lounge, her eyes filled with hatred.
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Then, she reopened Oakley’s chat—but still no reply.
Frustrated, she stood up and stepped into the staff corridor to call Eugene.
It didn’t take long before Eugene answered. ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ
“Miss Simpson?” his voice came through.
“Eugene, I need your help. I don’t know if you’ve seen what’s going on online,” Vivian said weakly.
Eugene confirmed he had.
“I honestly don’t know who’s behind this. But now, everything’s being pinned on me. Doesn’t the Watson Group have ties to the entertainment industry? You might know some people. Could you give me a hand?” she asked in a low, almost pleading voice.
Until now, Vivian had only used Brandon’s name as a shield, relying entirely on Johnny’s team. This was the first time she had directly asked the Watson Group for help.
Getting the Watson Group involved meant more complications. Once tied to them, she wouldn’t have the same freedom she once had. She also risked some of her secrets being exposed. But now, she had no choice.
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