Chapter 166

Vivian Laurent's lips curved slightly, but her eyes remained icy cold.

"What's the rush? I didn't name anyone." She spoke deliberately. "Unless you're feeling guilty?"

Natalie Valrose's face flushed crimson as she slammed her hands on the table and stood abruptly.

"You're slandering me! You've always framed me since we were kids!" She gritted her teeth. "Old habits die hard!"

Ethan Roscente's gaze turned dangerously cold.

"Who exactly are you calling a dog?" His voice was low and threatening.

Vincent Valrose paled and immediately delivered a stinging slap across Natalie's face.

The sharp sound of the slap echoed through the grand hall.

"You disgraceful brat!" Vincent roared. "Apologize to your sister this instant!"

Natalie clutched her cheek as tears streamed down her face.

"Dad! She's the one who—"

"Silence!" Vincent cut her off harshly. "Vivian is your blood sister. Why would she falsely accuse you?"

He turned to Vivian with an ingratiating smile.

"Vivian, your sister is just being childish. She was only insulting herself."

Vivian chuckled softly, her eyes flickering to her phone screen.

The live stream had exploded with activity.

Comments flooded the screen:

"Holy shit! Is this a real-time rich family drama?"

"Queen Vivian is slaying! That death glare though!"

"Ethan protecting his wife is everything!"

"Can Sophia Evans' fans shut up? She's the one chasing after Ethan!"

"Homewrecker bitch! Get out of showbiz, Vivian!"

"Are you blind? Vivian's a real estate CEO!"

The comments were polarized.

Some gushed:

"Vivian's beauty is next level! A hundred times classier than Sophia!"

"The way Ethan looks at her... couple goals!"

Others spewed venom:

"Whore! Stealing someone's man will get you what you deserve!"

"Let's doxx her! Revenge for Sophia!"

Vivian pocketed her phone casually.

"Dad, you're awfully quick to distance yourself..." She paused meaningfully. "Could it be you know something?"

Beads of sweat formed on Vincent's forehead.

Ethan suddenly stood, his tailored sleeve brushing against Vivian's hand.

"Need me to handle this?" He murmured.

Vivian shook her head, crimson lips curving.

"This little matter? I'll take care of it myself."

She turned to face the cameras, her gaze sharp as a blade.

"To everyone watching—the real show is just beginning."