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Heartbreak Billionaire - Heartbreak Billionaire: He should never have let go - Chapter 67

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The broadcast kicked off, signaling the start of the live show. Three judges took the stage in quick succession.

First came two established names in music, both delivering polished introductions and impressive acts.

When it was Vivian’s turn, the energy in the room subtly shifted.

All eyes were drawn to her as she entered beneath the bright stage lights, her white gown shimmering with an almost ethereal glow.

Facing the audience, she remarked with confidence, “Good evening, I’m Vivian Simpson, and by trade, I’m a floral designer. It’s an honor to be here tonight. Some of you may be wondering what brought a floral designer to this stage. Many have accused me of chasing publicity. Well, they’re not wrong—I am!”

Her words, punctuated with a fearless smile, rang out with refreshing honesty. She directed her gaze straight into the camera, her tone steady. “I want the world to see me—see the ways I’m searching for a new direction, see how it’s possible to shine even when you’re backed into a corner.”

There was something about the way her delicate smile paired with her message that tugged at the hearts of those watching, drawing tears from more than a few in the audience.

From her seat backstage, Millie reclined in the lounge, fighting the aches in her body as she quietly took in Vivian’s performance.

What exactly was it that drew Brandon to Vivian?

Could it be her determined spirit, or was there something about her boldness that echoed who he once was?

People often found themselves moved by others who mirrored the vulnerable versions of their past.

That sense of care, that impulse to help, was sometimes really about soothing a wound in themselves rather than in another.

For men, however, these tangled feelings of sympathy could easily evolve into something deeper.

Vivian faced the audience with composure. “I’d like to share a song called ‘Glimmer of Love.’ It captures the journey I’ve taken lately. Maybe it will bring hope to anyone else out there who’s had to push through pain to stay strong.” After a deep, respectful bow, she disappeared as the lights faded to black.

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A hint of surprise flickered across Millie’s face. “Glimmer of Love?”

She remembered titling it “Glimmer of Light” in her original draft.

Her intent had been for the song to reflect moving on from the past and searching for new possibilities, with the breaking dawn as its central image. But if Vivian wanted a different name, so be it. Their agreement allowed for artistic changes.

Now, the real question was whether the final release would credit both “Eva” and Evans Entertainment as promised.

The backstage area split into two distinct sections.

One space, designed like a small hall, let contestants and judges mingle and chat.

Beyond that, individual private lounges gave each performer a place to retreat and prepare.

Most people didn’t have time to watch an entire live show, so the producers planned to create a snappier, edited version for online viewers.

Reactions from various contestants and judges would be needed to round out the final cut.