The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 881

The internet was ablaze, and Percival's live stream was flooded with tens of thousands of comments.

"Karen's remark about the tea being excellent really hit the mark."

"If you can't stand the heat, get out of the kitchen. The Wright family of Rivenwood is getting a thumbs up from me."

"Is this what passes for a lady these days?"

"A total knockout. Alyssa and her sidekick should take a hike."

"Completely disregarding the audience. If you can't handle defeat, don't play."

"Everyone, check out the latest tweet from Vivienne, the master of whispers and scent. Huge news!"

Vivienne's tweet instantly moved Alyssa from the top spot on the trending list to second place, making Vivienne the new hot topic.

The video showed Karen lying in Arthur's arms, looking serene and smiling sweetly, their affectionate interaction making many jealous.

When Alyssa and Kate entered, trying to feign innocence, Karen's sharp retort cut through their act.

Alyssa soon dropped her facade, openly stating Karen wasn't worthy because of her background.

In front of War God, Alyssa tried to compete with Karen, arrogantly dismissing her and even bragging about her own family and education in an attempt to drive Karen away, accusing her of clinging to War God through Vivienne!

The video exposed Alyssa and Kate in a very unflattering light.

The comments section of Vivienne's Twitter was overrun, with one comment rising to the top, "So Karen is Vivienne's mother??"

Vivienne, with a slight raise of her eyebrows, tapped her screen lightly and replied to Mr. Plump: "Yes, the only one!"

a flurry

of sympathy for Alyssa, but now she totally brought it upon herself. A slap on the face would

eager to be the other woman, and so boldly! I wish I could jump in and

dream of War

it from. Alyssa is just a damsel in distress, and her friend is no better, thinking they're

Vivienne

stream, all she saw

relentless against Alyssa and just

and everyone knew this was

came from Twitter

of you, just birds of a feather,

A live

her face ghostly pale, her heart nearly leaping out of her chest. Despite

wake up! Call an

coldly and scoffed,

a live vote, linking it to the stage's big screen, showcasing

Karen, blue

like a rocket, overwhelming in its growth, while the

was a blatant

bitter taste in her throat, her face burning with shame and anger like never before. Her pride was

she lost all reason, pointing at Karen and shouting, "You shameless wretch, what dirty tricks did

tirade, she stumbled toward a painting of jasmine flowers Karen had made, intent

she grasped the top of the painting, a swift kick sent her reeling,

icy, "If you ruined my painting, selling you

trembling, charged at

Karen stood firm, unflinching.

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255