Chapter 832
Chapter 832:
Meanwhile, chaos erupted at Vivian Floral Design.
The shop was flooded with people, their voices rising in questions, accusations, and angry shouts.
Vivian snapped back to her senses and searched the crowd for Johnny, desperate for a way out.
But Johnny was gone, swallowed by the sea of people.
And there, right in front of her, stood Millie.
“You—” Vivian began.
“Want to say it’s fake?” Millie cut in, reading her thoughts before she spoke.
Her gaze was steady, refusing to waver against Vivian’s hostility.
“Vivian, if I dared to bring it up, then I know the truth—and I can prove it.” Millie’s voice was calm, but every word struck deep.
For the first time, fear flickered in Vivian’s eyes.
Could Brandon have seen it too?
In a desperate panic, Vivian snatched the documents off the table and tore them apart.
“You called these your proof? There! Now it’s gone!” she shouted, but the heavy stares of the crowd forced her to backpedal, scrambling for an excuse. “They were forged! Millie, how could you frame me like this p>
Millie’s composure didn’t crack. She only studied Vivian’s darting eyes. “Vivian, I gave you a chance to repent p>
“I don’t want your chance! You’re slandering me!” Vivian yelled.
Millie stayed quiet, watching her like one might watch a cornered animal. Vivian lashed out again. “All this over that accident in the stairwell? You’re going too far p>
Suddenly, she grabbed a pair of pruning shears, tears welling in her eyes—false, but dramatic. “What do you want me to do to prove myself? End my life right here? Millie, I swear my illness is real!” she cried, her voice cracking with desperation. “If I’m lying, may misfortune strike me down p>
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It was a reckless oath, dramatic enough to shake both the crowd inside and the audience watching online. Could she be telling the truth?
“There’s no need for theatrics,” Millie replied coolly, but her next words made Vivian’s blood run cold.
“Just get a medical check-up. Any hospital will do. If one isn’t enough, then make it two. If two still aren’t enough, there are countless hospitals both here and abroad. Vivian, if you truly want to prove yourself, this is the simplest way p>
Vivian’s face froze.
Her lips moved, but nothing came out.
Millie’s calm gaze felt like thunder rolling through the room, shaking the crowd’s doubts.
“Yeah! If she’s really sick, just get tested,” someone muttered. Others nodded.
Millie’s solution had left no room for tricks or excuses—any hospital, anywhere. Vivian stiffened, glaring at Millie, whose silence carried more weight than a hundred accusations.
She knew she couldn’t argue her way out.