Chapter 154:

So, Seville decided he would attend the event again. This time, his setup would be better concealed, and he would record everything without anyone noticing.

While waiting to hear back from his brother, Seville scoured the Internet for other recordings from the event. An original video of Serena’s performance would still be the strongest evidence to back his claims.

In another part of the city, inside a cramped room, a small group of people sat huddled around screens, their attention fixed on the flood of online posts about Vivian and the charity gala.

They replayed several leaked clips from devices secretly placed backstage during Heavenly Melody, sifting through the chaos and drawing their own conclusions.

First, it seemed that Serena had recently suffered a miscarriage, a shocking revelation.

Second, Vivian and Serena appeared to share a common enemy. The audio was messy, but someone seemed to mention Millie. Could it really be her? What had gone wrong between Millie and Serena?

Third, it seemed as though Vivian might be blackmailing Serena, but the reason for this was unclear. The group exchanged thoughts.

“So, what’s our next move?” one of them asked. “Clips like these could sell for a fortune.”

Another reached over and knocked him lightly on the head. “Think bigger. Vivian’s public image is all sunshine and grace, but these clips tell a very different story. We don’t know her motives, but it’s clear she wants to keep this quiet. The more we gather, the more leverage we’ll have when it’s time to negotiate.”

Their leader drummed his fingers on the table. “And don’t forget Serena. She plays everything close to the chest. I wouldn’t be surprised if she’s hiding something major.”

He leaned forward. “For now, we keep everything under wraps. You saw what happened during the live stream—someone tried to challenge Vivian and got shut down instantly. We’ll wait, stay low, and make it count when we strike. Otherwise, we risk getting caught in the fallout.”

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He added, “Keep tabs on Millie too. She’s married to Brandon. That might give us something useful to start with.”

“Understood, boss!” they replied in unison.

Elsewhere in the city, a man stormed out of his temporary lodging, his frustration barely contained.

“You have no right to do this!” he yelled. “Vivian’s rivals must’ve paid you off!” He was one of Vivian’s most loyal supporters.

He admired her deeply and never missed an opportunity to speak of her brilliance to anyone who would listen.

So, when Vivian had ignored a question about the demo, he, knowing some influential people, had taken it upon himself to raise the topic during the live broadcast.

There was still time left before the stream ended. Online discussions about the demo were heating up. “Yesterday” was gaining momentum and starting to rival “Glimmer of Love.”

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