Chapter 417

Chapter 417:
Her tears came again. She tried to stop them, but they kept flowing.
“I joined this show to inspire those battling illness. That’s it. You may think I wronged her, but I didn’t understand the situation. I was clueless. I didn’t even know she was in the competition. I had no idea Millie was the one bidding against me for the tanzanite at the auction. And I certainly didn’t know that gem was hers—”
A loud splatter cut her off as a water balloon hit the ground near her feet, bursting and soaking her shoes.
“Just answer us! Did you or didn’t you wreck someone’s marriage?” Chaos erupted instantly. Shouts rang out from every direction.
At first, many had believed Vivian—believed she’d spoken up for the sick, believed she wasn’t the other woman in Brandon and Millie’s marriage. She had their sympathy. Their support. But now, the truth was unraveling.
Millie, Brandon’s legal wife, had joined the show in disguise. She’d been under fire the entire time, while Brandon was seen frequently with Vivian, fueling endless speculation.
Online posts had smeared Millie’s name since day one. And it was likely Vivian had a hand in them.
People who once stood behind Vivian, who had mocked Millie in her defense, now realized they’d been manipulated.
They wanted answers.
“I did not!” Vivian shouted, her voice cracking. “Believe me or not, I didn’t do it! If you despise me that much, then fine! I’ll never speak anything online again!”
But the crowd wasn’t listening. They were too riled up to care.
Moments later, Vivian dropped to the ground in a feigned faint.
The uproar only worsened, forcing the Heavenly Melody crew to send security to take control of the situation. Vivian was swiftly taken back to her SUV.
The moment the door shut and the others walked off, she snapped her eyes open.
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Seething, she shoved everything off the seat beside her in one violent sweep.
“That witch Millie!” she snarled, her voice thick with fury.
Her phone buzzed. Johnny again. Gritting her teeth, Vivian forced herself to breathe evenly before picking up the call.
Even after Heavenly Melody wrapped up, the noise refused to die down. In fact, the buzz grew louder online. Interviews with contestants after the finals circulated everywhere, many centered on the dramatic finale—Vivian fainting mid-chaos. Content originally comes from ͟.net
Some participants even jumped on livestreams, eager to ride the wave of attention. But most of the spotlight had shifted. All eyes were now on Serena’s performance.
Countless influencers dissected her every gesture, lyric, and expression.
“Her stage presence was unreal. No one’s going to top that for years.” During the live broadcast, no one had realized Serena and Millie were the same person. Most viewers were still too caught up in the protests to notice. Now, watching the performance again with fresh eyes, it felt completely transformed.
Her song wasn’t just a performance; it was a reflection of how the public viewed her, shifting in real time.
She had accurately anticipated each action and response, even the way the Internet would react.
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