Chapter 881
Chapter 881:
“No idea p>
“Silence your tongues and strain your ears—we must hear every word p>
The assembled crowd transformed into living statues, their collective breath held captive by the unfolding revelation.
Meanwhile, Vivian’s eyes burned holes through her device screen as she watched the livestream through her anonymous account, her mind racing to place this conversation within the timeline of her recent activities. Terror crystallized in her chest as she realized which secrets would soon spill across the digital landscape like blood from a fatal wound.
Her fingers flew across the keyboard in desperate panic, flooding the chat with frantic warnings from her anonymous profile. “This is an elaborate snare designed to destroy Vivian! Stop the recording immediately!” “End this broadcast before irreparable damage occurs!” “Stop this madness! Stop it right now p>
But her pleas dissolved into the digital void, destined to remain forever unheeded. The broadcast had attracted viewers far beyond Vivian’s inner circle of devoted admirers. Her pseudonymous account carried no authority or recognition, rendering her desperate warnings completely meaningless to the unsuspecting audience. Time itself had become her enemy, racing against her efforts to contain the spreading wildfire.
While Vivian continued her futile spam campaign, desperately pleading for the audio playback to cease, her conversation partner finished delivering their response. Then her own voice emerged once again, sealing her fate with devastating finality.
“It’s fine, just keep it discreet. We’re still donating, but we’re also offsetting some costs p>
The instant those damning words escaped the speakers, the crowd transformed into a seething mass of righteous fury.
“What in heaven’s name is she implying with those words p>
𝑭𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒍𝒆𝒈𝒊𝒕 𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒂𝒕
“Keep what discreet exactly p>
“Offsetting some costs? What’s that p>
“Someone needs to explain what kind of twisted scheme she’s describing p>
The die-hard supporters who had gathered in unwavering loyalty now teetered on the precipice of complete rebellion. Their fists began pounding against the studio door with thunderous intensity, each blow reverberating through the building like cannon fire. The sound created an ominous percussion that seemed to shake the very foundations of the structure.
“We demand a full explanation immediately! What is the meaning behind this recorded conversation p>
A natural leader emerged from the angry mob, boldly challenging the caregiver who remained barricaded inside. The caregiver recognized the precious gift of time these questions offered and seized the opportunity with both hands.
“I secretly recorded this conversation when I overheard Vivian speaking on her phone earlier during today’s so-called charity fundraiser p>
Fear gripped her heart as she witnessed the crowd’s descent into irrational fury, so she painted the truth in the simplest possible strokes.
“Vivian’s highly publicized charity sale was nothing more than an elaborate scheme to line her own pockets p>
“Such accusations are impossible p>