Chapter 232:

And it was all because of Serena. Vivian believed Serena was the reason she had been pushed this far.

Vivian expected Eugene to agree immediately, but to her surprise, he hesitated. “Miss Simpson, I can’t promise anything. You’ll need to speak to Mr. Watson directly. Without his instruction, I can’t make this decision,” Eugene said, his voice steady.

He hadn’t reached his position by being reckless.

“Is that so? I understand. Sorry to trouble you,” Vivian replied with a soft smile, though she was seething inside. Once she married Brandon, she would make sure Eugene was replaced immediately.

For the first time in a long while, she felt like she was hitting a wall at every turn. With no other option, she walked over to Brandon.

“Brandon,” she said hesitantly.

Brandon looked at her and gave a small nod, signaling her to speak.

Vivian leaned in close and whispered in his ear.

“Please, Brandon,” she said, her tone pleading. “This is actually about a family feud within the Evans family. Oakley and Charles had a fight. I saw Oakley backstage, and things were heated, but the public doesn’t know better, so they’re blaming me.”

Her eyes turned red with emotion. “I’m not afraid of rumors. I just don’t want all my efforts to be misunderstood. I’ve never had much time left, and all I want is to leave behind something good. If I’m wrongly accused, everything I’ve done will be stained. You know that’s not what I want.” She cleverly shifted the blame onto Oakley.

Brandon looked at her quietly. His feelings were complicated.

He knew about the feud between the Evans brothers. Vivian had also spoken to him before about why she wanted to join the show.

But as she spoke, Millie’s face suddenly appeared in his mind.

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The Watson Group hadn’t even had an entertainment arm—until Millie. That department had been created just for her, even though she was signed with Evans Entertainment. It eventually grew to support other artists, but the biggest share of resources always went to Millie.

She knew it too, but she insisted on honoring her contract with Evans Entertainment and never once asked to break it. After marrying Brandon, she quietly stepped away from music and never brought it up again.

Vivian noticed Brandon’s silence and kept her pitiful expression in place.

“If you don’t want to, it’s fine,” she said with a forced smile.

Brandon finally looked away. Maybe it was time to let go. Millie had changed. She didn’t need those things he built for her anymore.

He sighed. “Tell Eugene it’s from me,” Brandon said at last.

“Really? Thank you, Brandon!” Vivian’s face lit up, and she rushed to call Eugene.

But Brandon didn’t look at her again.

Something made him raise his head and glance down the corridor. There, he saw Serena standing quietly, watching him.

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