Chapter 591
Chapter 591:
With quick, graceful hands, she arranged them into a small bouquet—simple and elegant.
“Van Gogh’s Sunflowers,” she said into the lens.
She picked up the vase and nodded at her assistant. The camera panned slowly across the room, catching glimpses of the mansion’s decor but always returning to Vivian and her flowers.
They moved from the kitchen to the dining area, and then into the living room.
Vivian stopped beneath a massive wedding portrait—Millie and Brandon’s. She set the sunflower bouquet right below it.
“I think it fits perfectly here. Don’t you agree?”
Her voice was soft, almost fragile, but her words carried a sharp sting.
The Internet lit up.
“She’s bold! Vivian’s going straight for Millie!”
“Where’s Millie? Does she know what’s happening? Someone on-site, quickly connect with Millie!”
“Vivian, Millie’s going live too. Dare to link up with her?” Vivian’s assistant began reading some of the comments aloud.
Viewers urged her to go live with Millie.
Vivian gave a pale smile to the camera.
“If that’s what everyone wants… I’ll do it. Though I worry it might be a bit much for Millie.”
She then turned to her assistant and nodded. They opened Millie’s live feed and sent a connection request.
“Is this really okay?” she asked quietly, her tone uncertain.
Back on Millie’s stream, she was mid-introduction.
Millie explained, “There is a printer here. You can print your favorite photo and leave your address. The Elliott Group will keep it for five years, and then send it back to you.”
She pointed to the frames—some hidden in flowers, others stored in a capsule labeled “time mailbox.”
Just then, Vivian’s connection request popped up.
Viewers flooded the screen with comments.
“Accept it! What are you scared of? Vivian’s ready—don’t back down, Millie!”
“Come on! We want fireworks!”
Millie stood in the middle of the street. People on nearby balconies shouted down. This content belongs to.net
“Pick it up, Millie! Don’t be a coward!”
With a soft chuckle, Millie reached out and accepted the request.
The screen split—and Millie came face to face with Vivian, who stood beneath her old wedding photo.
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