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Heartbreak Billionaire - Heartbreak Billionaire: He should never have let go - Chapter 77

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The team member’s shirt became drenched with cold perspiration as his mind raced desperately for viable solutions. “Perhaps we could implement this strategic approach? We can emphasize how you’re not a professionally trained vocalist, yet still achieved such remarkable success in your debut performance. Highlighting this incredible contrast would ensure you tower above every other competitor!”

Vivian offered a curt nod, though her eyes continued to burn with dangerous intensity. The man dabbed at his perspiration, feeling momentary relief wash over him. Yet Vivian’s satisfaction remained frustratingly incomplete.

As she watched the man deliver instructions to his team, her voice carried deadly precision. “Johnny, I’ve personally guided your team to the position you occupy today. You know precisely what we’ve all sacrificed to get here.”

The man, Johnny Holland, felt fresh waves of perspiration breaking across his forehead as he forced a servile smile onto his face. “I was absolutely nothing before this; I’m only…”

Standing here because we’ve joined forces. So please, rest easy, Vivian. I understand perfectly that we need each other, and only by helping you win Brandon’s hand can we possibly achieve our own dreams of success.”

“Excellent.” Vivian nodded while her gaze remained locked on the live performance.

A cunning plan began weaving itself through her thoughts like silk threads forming a web. This masked enigma calling herself Serena possessed formidable talent, and since she was very likely Charles’ lover, any direct confrontation would prove dangerously foolish. Instead, Vivian would transform her into a weapon. Why battle with a blade when she could simply grasp its handle and wield it herself?

This realization brought a predatory smile creeping across Vivian’s lips. She already possessed complete control over Serena. As long as Serena harbored any dreams of surviving in the entertainment world, the devastating secret of her miscarriage would serve as perfect leverage. At least throughout the entire “Heavenly Melody” competition, it would keep her dancing like a puppet on invisible strings.

If this devastating scandal were to explode across the media landscape, Serena’s fanbase would crumble into dust, and her commercial value would evaporate completely—sealing her professional grave forever. If threats didn’t work, she could resort to tempting Serena with benefits to control her.

Vivian’s smile radiated pure satisfaction as she contemplated how helping Serena overthrow Millie and claim her rightful place as Charles’ official girlfriend would become the ultimate motivation driving her forward. With this masterful strategy crystallizing in her mind, Vivian felt her tense muscles finally surrender to relaxation.

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She cast her gaze toward Johnny, who was methodically executing her carefully crafted orders, and delivered a pointed reminder. “Today, I must emerge as the undisputed champion of the show.”

Johnny’s head snapped up, his expression clouded with confusion over Vivian’s relentless emphasis on this particular point.

She leaned closer, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. “When it comes to the marketing strategy for Serena, I’ve developed an entirely different approach.”

Vivian drew even nearer to whisper her secret plan directly into Johnny’s ear, and he responded with thoughtful nods as understanding dawned across his features. They exchanged knowing smiles that spoke volumes about their shared conspiracy.

Meanwhile, within the sanctuary of Millie’s private lounge, Charles had departed to handle pressing business matters, leaving his trusted assistant Barbara to provide attentive care for Millie’s needs. Barbara’s fingers scrolled through endless internet content, her frown carving deeper lines across her forehead with each passing moment.