Chapter 883
Chapter 883:
Uncertainty lingered over whether the caregiver had truly committed heinous acts. Yet their own presence here, assembled like an angry mob ready to unleash violence, stood as irrefutable evidence of their misguided choices. Questions still swirled about whether Vivian had knowingly perpetrated the stomach cancer deception, but medical reality stated with crystal clarity—no trace of the disease existed within her body.
Within the livestream’s digital realm, messages cascaded like a torrential downpour across countless screens. The broadcast had magnetized an enormous viewership whose numbers swelled with each passing moment. The person controlling the stream had amplified the recording’s volume, ensuring every damning word reached eager ears across cyberspace, spreading like wildfire through the interconnected web of social media.
Vivian’s rage blazed white-hot as she watched her carefully constructed world crumbling in real time. Her fingers flew across her device’s screen, hammering out desperate messages in frantic succession.
“She’s lying p>
“Don’t listen to her p>
“The recording is all fake! Destroy it p>
“Place your unwavering faith in Vivian’s innocence! Force this fiend to face the consequences of her treachery p>
Vivian’s inflammatory messages split the crowd at Vivian Floral Design into two warring factions, creating a battlefield of conflicting loyalties and emotions. Heated clashes erupted between the opposing groups like brush fires racing across dry grassland.
One faction remained steadfastly devoted to Vivian, their loyalty burning as bright as ever. The other faction, growing increasingly frightened by the escalating situation, wanted to retreat from the dangerous confrontation. But the die-hard supporters interpreted any attempt at withdrawal as the highest betrayal—viewing those who wavered as traitors secretly aligned with Millie’s cause. Madness consumed their rational thoughts, transforming anyone who dared question their mission into an enemy worthy of wrath.
When several people tried to extract themselves from the volatile scene, the fanatics formed human barriers to block their escape. Words escalated into heated exchanges, which then exploded into physical confrontations. The disagreement became a full-scale brawl as fists flew and bodies collided in chaotic combat.
𝗢𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗮𝗹 𝗳𝗲𝗲𝗱:
Adding fuel to the disaster, the phone continued its relentless broadcast, transmitting every moment of the unfolding mayhem to hundreds of thousands of horrified viewers across the digital landscape. Online spectators sat transfixed by their screens, witnessing scenes they had never imagined in their worst nightmares.
“Absolute fools! Complete and utter imbeciles!” Vivian’s teeth ground together as venomous words hissed through her clenched jaw. “Abandon this useless fighting and focus your rage on the caregiver p>
She seized another device with desperate urgency, dialing contacts who might eliminate the caregiver while chaos provided perfect cover for such dark deeds. Simultaneously, she maintained her assault on the chat through her anonymous account, urging her most devoted followers to storm through the door and reach their target. But the battlefield had descended too far into madness for anyone to heed her digital commands.
Every person present had become consumed by the immediate violence around them, their attention locked on trading blows rather than following orders. Even the phone broadcasting their shame had been knocked aside, forgotten in the melee.