The Hidden Gold Mine Heiress Divorcee

Chapter 418 Feel Sorry for Mr. Lewis 

The news of Vivi’s demise quickly spread online, taking less than five minutes to skyrocket to the top of the trending charts.

The news was so shocking that nobody dared to believe their own eyes.

[What the heck? Do I see it wrong? Vivi is gone?]

[What’s even more shocking is that she died from substance abuse! The entertainment industry is truly treacherous. If Vivi was involved, who isn’t?]

[It’s all rumors! Nothing but baseless accusations! Vivi couldn’t have possibly passed away! It must be slander!]

[Is it permissible to spread baseless rumors just because someone has passed away? Don’t they understand the concept of respecting the deceased?]

[Why would fate be so cruel to Vivi, such a kind and lovely girl?]

Although the news was officially announced, and despite people’s reluctance to accept it, everyone. knew it was the truth.

Vivi’s Instagram page turned entirely black and white, and her fan clubs and devoted followers changed their profile pictures to black as a sign of mourning.

Amidst the rapid escalation of the situation, numerous dimly lit videos started circulating online.

The content of these videos was unbearable to watch. The men in the videos were all different, but the women were consistently identified as Vivi.

In an instant, the pure and innocent Vivi transformed into the sexually provocative Vivi

these inappropriate videos and swiftly

were still numerous netizens who, after capturing screenshots from the video, continued

the comments following Vivi’s passing, the prevailing sentiment gradually

transformed into

asserted that she completely subverted their understanding, and there were even those who stated that she was disgustingly

still lying in the emergency room, probably unaware of what his woman was doing behind

anymore. Was their previous affection all a lie? Wasn’t there any

to be in love

my eyes are swollen.

so much is that we can’t bear to witness something once beautiful shatter into

storm of

hand, Sean, leading a group of

in front of the mansion, gazing at the place where he once lived, Sean experienced

of all his tragedies, the beginning of all his

his tie, and wore a faint, cold smile on his face as he snapped

forcefully pushed open the gates, and the imposing car swaggered its way

the way, Sean followed

in fear, “What are you

finish his words, he was knocked to the

housekeeper, still defiant, shouted, “Someone, come quickly! Call

housekeeper’s back and strode

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