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
The authorities promptly discovered these inappropriate videos and swiftly took action.
There were still numerous netizens who, after capturing screenshots from the video, continued to propagate them online through subsequent rounds of sharing.
Regarding the comments following Vivi’s passing, the prevailing sentiment gradually shifted.
Initially, netizens expressed their condolences, but it eventually transformed into a mixture of sarcastic mockery and verbal abuse.
Some claimed that she played herself to death, others asserted that she completely subverted their understanding, and there were even those who stated that she was disgustingly filthy, tarnishing Boris‘ reputation.
[I feel so sorry for Mr. Lewis, who is still lying in the emergency room, probably unaware of what his woman was doing behind his back!]
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II can’t believe in love anymore. Was their previous affection all a lie? Wasn’t there any genuine love at all? None whatsoever?]
[Why can someone pretend to be in love so convincingly? What is love, really?]
[I’ve cried so much that my eyes are swollen. This hurts even more than my own heartbreak.]
[The reason why it hurts so much is that we can’t bear to witness something once beautiful shatter into pieces, never to be the same again!]
Vivi’s story created a storm of shock and disbelief online.
On the other hand, Sean, leading a group of people, arrived at the Lewis Mansion.
Standing in front of the mansion, gazing at the place where he once lived, Sean experienced a moment of daze, but quickly his expression turned cold.
This was the root of all his tragedies, the beginning of all his misfortunes, the shadow he could never escape from in his lifetime.
He straightened his suit, meticulously tied his tie, and wore a faint, cold smile on his face as he
snapped his fingers.
The accompanying bodyguards forcefully pushed open the gates, and the imposing car swaggered its way into the mansion.
Leading the way, Sean followed behind.
Upon seeing these individuals, the housekeeper was taken aback and exclaimed in fear, “What are you doing? Who are you? Leave immediately, or we’ll call the police!”
Before he could finish his words, he was knocked to the ground by one of the individuals.
The housekeeper, still defiant, shouted, “Someone, come quickly! Call the police!”
Sean stepped on the housekeeper’s back and strode forward.
He made his way to the grand hall.
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