Chapter 813
Chapter 813:
As the kettle bubbled away, Millie scanned through the latest updates from Seville. The local institution had started leveraging Giffard’s break-in, using it as an excuse to keep raising their prices. Her brows knitted in mild frustration. They had already come to an agreement, yet the other side clearly had second thoughts and continued tacking on new demands.
Millie knew that caving too easily would only encourage them to push for more. She wasn’t naive; they all understood the other party would use the break-in to their advantage, but she had come prepared. Pausing to gather her thoughts, Millie crafted a message and sent it to her contact. If they thought they could manipulate her, they were in for a surprise.
Meanwhile, in a shadowy alleyway, a man bought two sandwiches and a cup of coffee from a street vendor.
“Eight bucks,” the vendor said, cheerful as ever.
The man paid up and then leaned against a nearby wall, munching his breakfast as he watched the live stream of Vivian’s charity event on his phone.
Vivian’s face looked pale but determined on the screen, and as he absently ran a finger over the bracelet on his wrist, a chilling smile crept across his features.
At the hospital, inside a quiet ward, someone lay perfectly still on the bed. This was a long-term coma patient, his condition the result of a car accident that had happened months ago.
The chaos and upheaval of recent days meant nothing in his silent world.
Beep, beep…
The heart monitor emitted a gentle, rhythmic beeping.
His wife sat beside him, dabbing at her eyes as she wept quietly.
“When are you going to wake up? If you stay like this, what will happen to me and our child? Listen, if you don’t come around soon, I might have to marry someone else just to get by! Please, just wake up p>
At that exact moment, and completely unnoticed, one of the man’s fingers gave the slightest twitch.
Meanwhile, the charity sale carried on, time ticking steadily forward as Vivian managed the bustling event.
With the crowd’s enthusiasm running high, Vivian had Eugene continually restocking the tables with fresh items.
Vivian also welcomed anyone who wanted to support the cause.
“If you’d like to participate and bring something to sell, please do,” she announced. “You’re free to donate all or just a portion of the proceeds. Every bit helps p>
Vivian wiped her forehead, looked into the camera, and flashed a bright, practiced smile. “It’s truly an honor if my efforts can make a difference for those in need p>
Her enthusiasm shone on screen, quickly spreading to those watching.
Soon, people began arriving with their own items for the sale, many of whom Vivian had already lined up in advance, setting a clear example for others to join.
With more and more participants joining in, the charity sale quickly gained momentum, and its influence continued to snowball in a positive way.
As the event carried on, the tide of public opinion online started shifting in Vivian’s favor.