The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Once the commotion had simmered down, Janet brandished her phone with a triumphant grin. “Vivi, don’t be so quick to dash off. Your boss caught the live feed and she’s en route.”

Previously, when Brandon had ordered his bodyguard to confront the lurking individual in the corner, they unearthed a surprising fact. Rather than merely recording a video, the individual was orchestrating a live broadcast of the unfolding scene in real time. Given the recent high-profile clash between Vivi and Janet, the livestream skyrocketed to the top of the trend list.

Vivi’s boss, seeing the unfolding drama, promptly reached out to Brandon’s assistant, expressing regrets and announcing her intent to personally mitigate the situation.

At Janet’s words, Vivi’s beautiful face gradually lost its color.

She hadn’t anticipated the situation to spiral so drastically out of control.

Her predicament left her helpless, hemmed in by the bodyguards ‘iron circle, like a bird in a cage.

Soon, a fiery-red Lamborghini pulled up outside the hospital. A tall woman in a razor-sharp white suit, power radiating off her in waves, stepped out and strode towards the throng.

the sight

paused to give her a look

bit her lip, holding

1 am Suzanne Duncan, the CEO of Star

online trolls attacking me were bankrolled by Star Entertainment. I wonder if there’s any truth

turned to Vivi, her voice icy. “You have not only failed in your role as a public figure, but have

Vivi begged.

a whip. “I’ve

clapped her hands, signaling her assistant to bring in the legal team. Suzanne’s frosty gaze fell upon the visibly shaken Vivi. “We all must face the

of tears, stammering under

“Vivi, quit playing the victim. When you mess up, it’s on you to

spilling down her cheeks as she confessed, “I did it! I orchestrated the entire charade. I hired the cyber trolls