No More Meddling His Last Mistress novel Chapter 8

Chapter 8

Eric booked a luxury hotel to celebrate his third anniversary with Vivian.

I went live online.

I picked the title carefully: “Eric Carter’s Shocking Secret: Burning Down His Own House and Nearly Killing His Son for His Mistress!”

I was already a trending topic.

Within minutes, the chat exploded with people eager to gossip.

The live chat was flooded with questions. “Eric Carter has a son?”

“When did you even have a kid?”

“Didn’t the Carter family always say you were infertile?”

I didn’t answer them right away.

“Since everyone’s curious about whether I’m telling the truth or not,” I said, “let’s watch some security footage first.”

Then, I hit play.

In the video, Vivian snuck around the empty villa, pouring alcohol across the villa.

She set off a bunch of fireworks on purpose. They crashed down next to all that alcohol, and ignited a massive fire.

She flashed a triumphant smile, and her voice came through loud and clear:

“Now, there’s no more trouble for good! Nobody will ever compete with my son for the inheritance!

“Madeline Brooks, I’ll make sure you never set foot in the Carter family again!”

As soon as the video played, everyone watching the livestream was in an uproar.

“No way—wasn’t Vivian supposed to be pure and ‘not care about money‘?”

“What a fraud! She’s actually vicious.”

“If she’s not an actress, that’s a crime–look at her go!”

“Someone like her deserves anything she gets!”

Back at the hotel, Vivian wore a high–end designer dress and held a fresh bouquet of flowers. Eric was about to kiss her.

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Suddenly, someone cried out in panic. “Madeline Brooks is going live right now–she’s saying Mr. Carter and Ms. Reed killed her son!”

Eric froze and frowned, quickly pulling out his phone.

My livestream was pushed to his feed right away.

The video was looping, showing Vivian setting off the fireworks and deliberately causing the fire–trying to kill my son.

Eric’s hand shook as he gripped his phone. His face changed completely.

Vivian snapped, “Why is Madeline losing her mind again?!”

She leaned in for a closer look at the stream–and instantly turned pale with terror.

“N–no, that’s not real! Madeline is framing me!” She gripped Eric’s arm, pleading, her voice trembling.

“Eric, believe me, please. It’s not true. Really.”

Eric didn’t respond. He stared unblinking at the screen, the security footage reflecting in his eyes.

I played a second security video.

It showed Eric and Vivian speaking with the police after I had taken Lucas to the hospital.

To protect Vivian, Eric found someone else to take the blame. He told the police the fire was just an accident and he wouldn’t press charges. He agreed to pay for all the medical expenses.

The chat blew up even more as this played, drawing in more and more spectators. People cursed Eric and his entire family.

“Eric Carter is really something. All for his mistress–he’d do anything!”

“A man who cheats is scarier than a ghost!”

A lot of people were focused on one thing. “Who’s the kid’s father?”

“Eric Carter won’t even admit she gave him a son!”

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