Chapter 148:
“You speak as though unlimited wealth can be acquired as effortlessly as playground currency. Do you truly believe you can possess such power simply because you desire it?”
“Ha-ha. For Brandon, it essentially functions exactly like playground currency.”
“Your observation rings completely true.”
Everyone continued their animated conversations, while the house operators beamed with satisfaction. These wagers represented mere pocket change to the establishment, yet even modest profits brought genuine joy to the house’s coffers.
Most significantly, that enigmatic masked woman had etched herself into the memories of countless high society members throughout the evening. If her exclusive contract with Evans Entertainment hadn’t been common knowledge, recruitment attempts would have begun flooding in from every direction.
Even though Evans Entertainment functioned as merely one division within the Evans Group’s business empire, the Evans Group itself commanded respect as one of Crobert’s three dominant powerhouses, and no competitor could guarantee superior contractual terms.
Naturally, this entire discussion remained confined within the exclusive circles of the social elite. Any media coverage regarding the evening’s events within the villa still required thorough review before receiving publication approval.
Meanwhile, the trending topics dominating online conversations featured hashtags like #BrandonDramaticGesture, quickly followed by #VivianFaintedFromExhaustion and #CharityWork. The accompanying photographs captured drones illuminating the night sky above the Evans mansion with brilliant displays of light and cascading firework trails, as well as the pivotal moment when Vivian collapsed before the assembled crowd and Brandon swept her into his protective embrace.
Soon, the news spread all over social media.
ｍ𝚘𝚛ｅ ｕ𝚙ｄ𝚊ｔｅｓ 𝚒ｎ ɢ𝚊ｌ𝚗𝚘ｖ𝚎ｌ𝚜.𝚌𝚘𝚖
“So Brandon won the tanzanite for Vivian by continuously raising the stakes?”
“Yes!”
“Oh wow, this is basically him going public with their relationship! Brandon is doing everything for Vivian, as if Millie doesn’t even exist!”
“That tanzanite can’t be worn yet, can it? It still needs to be made into jewelry. But with Vivian nearing the end of her life, she must’ve done it all for the charity.”
“I can’t even imagine how it’ll feel for Brandon, staring at that gem after she’s gone.”
“He should set it into her casket or something.”
“Vivian has been running herself ragged lately. Fainting from exhaustion. And even before she collapsed, she was still asking the press to stop the speculation, to protect Millie from the worst of it.”
“She’s too good. I’m sobbing here.”
“How can one person be so selfless?”
“Millie, are you seeing all this? If you are, please, just divorce Brandon and let Vivian have him.”
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