Chapter 498
Chapter 498:
Shards sliced his palm, and blood beaded, trailing down his trembling hand. But the pain didn’t seem to reach him—his eyes stayed locked on the video, unblinking and distant. Latest content published on.net
The Internet was ablaze with discussion. The drama surrounding the Watson Group, Brandon, Vivian, and Millie had captured everyone’s attention. The paparazzi kept stoking the flames, promising even more revelations. The frenzy only grew, pushing the story to the top of every trending feed.
At Elliott Mansion, Jayceon was thoroughly enjoying the chaos.
“Well done!” he said with a big grin. “Let’s push these videos to even more viewers.”
He kept pumping money into boosting the clips, eager to drive up the views. Between rounds of laughter, he showered the paparazzi with tips, while his cat turned away, unimpressed.
The two paparazzi were thrilled as views surged and advertisers began lining up for ad placements in their next uploads.
“There’s still plenty more to reveal. Aside from their date night, I’ve got other content ready to go,” one of them said while editing.
The other watched in admiration. “You’re seriously talented.”
“You haven’t even seen my best work,” the first replied with a grin, diving back into his edits.
Online, the buzz only intensified.
“I heard Myron’s been chasing after a mystery woman—turns out it’s Millie! The way he looks at her is unreal.”
“Millie hit the jackpot. First Brandon, now Myron?”
“She’s living the dream. Please let me swap lives with her for a few episodes!”
By the sea, Millie and Myron were making their way back. Millie rinsed off the sand by the pool near the restaurant. Myron stood by, handing her a box of tissues.
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“Thank you,” she said, drying off.
He then offered her her heels.
She nodded and took them. Her gaze flicked to his damp hair, and she looked slightly apologetic.
“It’s alright,” he said, understanding her concern. He picked up a towel and dried his hair. “All good now.”
Millie smiled faintly and nodded again.
“Alright,” she said softly.
They headed inside together.
“We should probably head back,” Myron said. “Someone just uploaded videos of us here.”
He showed her the page, watching her closely.
“Does it bother you?” he asked.
It wasn’t the first time he’d asked this question tonight, and she had already said no.
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