Chapter 850
Chapter 850:
Vivian’s passionate supporters mobilized like a digital army, launching fierce counterattacks against user 567’s inflammatory posts, branding the anonymous critic as a malicious provocateur orchestrating an elaborate frame-job to benefit Millie’s reputation.
Their most powerful rallying cry echoed across every platform: “Did Millie accidentally stumble and lose her precious child through misfortune? If blame must be assigned, direct it toward Brandon’s negligence. How can anyone possibly hold Vivian responsible for circumstances beyond her control p>
Public sentiment shifted dramatically, swaying like a pendulum caught in hurricane winds.
What had begun as widespread condemnation of Vivian’s alleged exploitation of illness for sympathy had metamorphosed into a perception of a private dispute between two women caught in unfortunate circumstances.
Outside the bustling Vivian Floral Design boutique, volunteers methodically dismantled the charity stalls that had drawn enthusiastic crowds throughout the day. Only the final task remained—delivering the substantial proceeds to their designated charitable organizations.
Vivian’s dedicated caregiver maintained her vigilant watch from the shadows, her presence unnoticed as she captured every moment through her camera lens.
In a different corner of the city, Millie and Myron had found sanctuary within the protective embrace of the Elliott Mansion’s familiar walls. Following their afternoon meal, exhaustion from the previous night’s endless intimacy with Myron and the day’s emotional roller coaster finally claimed Millie’s resilient spirit, sending her into desperately needed restorative sleep.
Recognizing the genuine weariness etched across her features, Myron chose to honor her need for healing rest, instead reaching out to coordinate with several trusted allies. Those within traveling distance made their way to Elliott Mansion, while distant friends joined their emergency council through digital connections.
In the mansion’s opulent living room, Giffard remained frozen in contemplative silence, his troubled gaze fixed downward as heavy thoughts consumed his attention. Charles, in stark contrast, wore his fury like armor, his face flushed with indignation.
“Did Brandon actually speak those shameless words with his own voice?” Charles had never witnessed such breathtaking arrogance in all his years of navigating human folly! Brandon possessed the unmitigated gall to pursue Millie’s affections while he remained entangled in his complicated relationship with Vivian? Even Charles, despite his own moral complexities, would never stoop to such disgraceful behavior!
“What delusional fantasy makes him believe Millie would ever entertain such a degrading proposition?” Charles seethed, his voice rising with each word.
Myron chose not to dignify the outburst with a response, instead directing his attention toward Giffard’s hunched figure before reaching for the coffee service.
“The dangerous storm that threatened us in Flaville has finally been laid to rest,” Myron informed Giffard, his tone carrying the weight of resolved business.
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