Chapter 781:
The atmosphere transformed into pure electricity, with waves of appreciation washing over everything in sight.
The excitement extended far beyond the stadium’s boundaries. Countless fans who had failed to secure tickets discovered creative ways to listen or catch glimpses from nearby vantage points. The surrounding buildings overflowed with dedicated supporters, all engaged in passionate discussions about every nuance of the unfolding concert.
Across social media platforms, photographs from the concert spread like wildfire, igniting fierce discussions that centered exclusively on Millie’s breathtaking show—and Vivian’s name vanished completely from the digital conversation. Even those who had initially tuned into Vivian’s stream from time to time out of mild curiosity abandoned her broadcast entirely.
Instead, they found themselves completely absorbed in analyzing every aspect of Millie’s show, with some even making the journey to the venue to participate in conversations and purchase commemorative merchandise. The venue’s security team worked tirelessly to manage the swelling crowds, ensuring everyone remained safe despite the overwhelming enthusiasm.
Meanwhile, Vivian watched in horror as her viewer count collapsed like a house of cards. No matter how desperately she attempted to inject controversy or throw subtle insults, her efforts fell completely flat. Even some of her own fans, fully aware of the underlying drama, chose to abandon her stream in favor of witnessing the concert, leaving her broadcast lifeless and forgotten.
The situation deteriorated further when pointed comments began appearing in her chat, each one twisting the knife deeper:
“This strategy was doomed from the start. Why did you choose tonight of all nights?”
“Any other evening would have guaranteed better viewership numbers than this disaster.”
“Is this some calculated move? Did you see the boost from your last stream at Millie and Brandon’s house and decide to leech off her concert’s success this time?”
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“Whose supporter are you really? Pick a side already! Are you Millie’s fans trying to sabotage this stream? Get out!”
“I’m done with this. I wasn’t particularly fond of Vivian or Millie before tonight, but Millie has now completely won me over! And Vivian, don’t forget to issue that apology before her concert concludes!”
The barrage of criticism became unbearable. Vivian’s fingers flew across her phone screen as she fired off a desperate message to Johnny beneath her table: “Create some kind of solution immediately! We need to drag the spotlight back to us!”
Johnny felt his own frustration mounting but forced himself to remain silent, huddling with his team to brainstorm any possible rescue strategy.
Vivian’s eyes remained glued to her plummeting viewer statistics, her impatience growing more savage with each passing moment as Johnny struggled to present any viable solution. In sheer desperation, she fired off another message to Oakley.
Oakley was battling his own mounting anxiety, particularly since Napier had chosen to attend Millie’s concert. This development didn’t bode well for their carefully laid plans.
Vivian and Oakley began weaving their clandestine conspiracy in complete secrecy.
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