The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 802

A crowd had slowly gathered around the scene, and some of them were quick to recognize the woman who was desperately begging on her knees. None of them had ever imagined they would see Vivi, the infamous Internet celebrity, in such a position. She had been subjected to heavy criticism in the recent days, and the onlookers couldn’t take their eyes off the scenario unfolding right in front of them.

Low murmurs came from the bystanders.

“Why is she begging like that?. What did she do this time?” “With the way she’s crying, it’s hard to believe that she’s the same woman in the news about her these days.”

Their whispers reached Natalie’s ears, and her frown deepened. Something told her the entire situation was not as simple as it seemed. There had to be something else going on with Vivi’s apology.

Her eyes scanned the area around them, and true enough, she spotted a man in the crowd holding up his phone and discreetly recording the scene.

A similar inkling came to Brandon. He noticed the lurker almost at the same time Natalie did. At once, he signalled his bodyguards to take care of him.

Meanwhile, Vivi hadn’t moved from her spot on the ground. Amplifying up her theatrics, she kept putting on a show of despair. “I’m not like you, Miss White,” she sobbed. “I wasn’t born into a good family with a lot of wealth. I’m just a country girl. I have no one to rely on but myself. Miss White, I’m begging you, please stop this. The rumors you’ve spread have hurt me enough. I can’t take it anymore!”

Vivi remained on her knees, orchestrating a theatrical plea for an extended period, yet neither Natalie nor Brandon reacted. The spectacle seemed to be a one-person show, leaving Vivi feeling deeply humiliated and embarrassed.

Vivi looked at Natalie, bewildered.

whose expression held a certain knowing amusement, as if she had already deciphered Vivi’s

shiver ran

eyebrow, her tone dripping with sarcasm as she looked down at Vivi. “Aren’t

only hope that you can find it in your heart to forgive me and let go. of this

my accounts are managed by my agency. The trolls were hired by them, unbeknownst to me. I implore you to forgive

by Vivi’s desolate and pitiful display, started speaking up in

be ruthless, and many influencers lack true autonomy. It seems

the crowd rally behind her, Vivi experienced a surge of satisfaction, a sly

a pitiful expression as she lamented, “If

bystanders cast even more empathetic glances at

became more mocking. Feigning confusion, Natalie inquired loudly enough for everyone to hear, “Is that so? Then the payment account used to pay the Internet trolls was also controlled by your agency, wasn’t it?” Vivi

your personal payment account, using your funds to pay those Internet trolls!

the onlookers who had been advocating for Vivi

it was impossible for the agencies to exert control over the

to desert her in the face of Natalie’s words. She was taken aback to discover that despite the

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