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"This is what you get with single-parent upbringing. No mother, tries to steal someone else's, and now fakes an injury for money..."
I quickly covered Chloe's eyes. That's when I realized someone had recorded our earlier confrontation and posted it online.
The clip of Chloe being pushed was edited with clear malice. Some even doxxed her school and home address publicly.
Chloe was sobbing uncontrollably, trembling as the hateful comments kept coming, amplified by the ugly remarks from the crowd around us.
The guests, desperate to curry favor with Vivian, even started their own live streams, taking calls from viewers.
"You father and daughter are like sewer rats—filthy through and through!"
"Trash from a trash background. How dare you try to scam a Summit executive? They'll end up in jail! Summit's legal team is undefeated. After they get out, they'll be begging on the street to pay off the debt—their house won't even cover it!"
Some viewers with even worse manners called in directly to spew hate, "Why complicate things? The father and daughter are both lowlifes. Maybe the daughter can beg, and the dad can work as a gigolo. If some cougar takes a liking to him, he might earn enough to pay it off!"
Just then, a fleet of jet-black BMWs sped over and parked neatly along the roadside. Someone recognized them immediately.
"That's the motorcade for Summit Pictures executives! Someone important is here!"
The guests, thinking backup had arrived, started hurling abuse at us again.
"You're finished now! How dare you offend Vivian? She said lawyer's letters, and she means it! Get ready for court!"
The camera crew became more aggressive, abandoning the show to shove cameras in my face.
"Sir, you and your daughter have damaged Vivian's reputation and her company's image. You may face massive compensation claims. What are your plans?"
Liam gazed lovingly at Vivian, a smile on his lips. When he glanced at me, his face was full of mockery. Little Leo beside him looked even more arrogant.
