Chapter 655

Chapter 655:
“I need a concert,” Millie declared with unwavering resolve, drumming her fingers on the table as a glint of strategy lit her eyes.
Charles gave a firm nod, signaling he was on the same page. The groundwork had already been laid earlier. They’d talked before about moving in tandem with the Elliott Group—
Aligning it with Millie’s concert, song sales, and other ventures, pushing forward on several fronts at once.
“We need to push through a schedule change immediately,” Millie instructed, sliding the supplementary agreement from her folder. “And then there’s Eva,” she went on, her voice turning icy.
Her gaze shifted to the tablet resting nearby, where Vivian’s latest promotional post for Love of Vivian glared back at her.
Vivian clearly had no intention of backing down on the film’s release.
If that was her choice, she had no right to complain about what came next.
Millie’s lips curved faintly, her tone laced with resolve. “It’s time to settle every score—one at a time.”
Charles clasped his hands together, a glint of anticipation in his eyes.
At last, the chance to bring Vivian down was within reach.
Her recent antics had left him irritated.
As for Oakley, all they needed was that last bit of proof.
Very soon, everything would line up perfectly.
Both of them kept going over the finer points as the hours crept by.
By afternoon, Vivian moved on to the next stage of her promotions.
Across towering billboards, new clips from Love of Vivian flashed brightly, each one tagged with the announcement that the premiere was only a week away. Ordinarily, locking in a movie’s schedule meant lengthy negotiations, but Vivian had leaned directly on Brandon’s network.
Prime advertising slots were usually claimed months in advance, and someone might have booked them already, yet somehow, every major billboard now carried Love of Vivian’s banners.
𝘾𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙙 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙧𝙚𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙙𝙨: 𝙜Ɐ𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀⸬𝙘𝙤𝙢
The sudden takeover sent the Internet into a frenzy.
At Watson Group headquarters, on the top floor, in the CEO’s office, Brandon stood by the massive floor-to-ceiling window, his eyes on the endless traffic far below.
The click of high heels drew closer, and Vivian stopped beside him.
“Thanks, Brandon,” she said with a warm smile.
Though the Watson Group had stepped back from Love of Vivian, she was now relying on Brandon’s personal influence, something that was proving incredibly effective.
She even intended, once Love of Vivian premiered, to push for all Watson Group employees to buy a ticket, presenting it as a company benefit. Check latest chapters at.net
Brandon didn’t glance her way. For the past few days, he had been this way—no longer quick-tempered, but calm and silent.
He said nothing to her, watching the clouds drift past, his thoughts clearly elsewhere.
Vivian studied the sharp lines of his face, a trace of irritation tugging at her expression before she quickly smoothed it away.
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