Vivienne paused in the doorway, a flicker of confusion—or perhaps something sharper—crossing her face.
“What is this?” she asked, trying to sound casual as she turned to Emilia. “Emilia, what’s this room for?”
But even as she spoke, her hands trembled faintly with anger.
She’d just received a discreet signal from her assistant: Tyler’s team had tried to reach out, but Vivienne’s group had pointedly ignored the call. Instead, they’d quietly unlocked every door on their route, just in case Tyler tried to change the security codes at the last minute.
Meanwhile, Vivienne and Emilia’s livestreams had exploded with activity. The chat was a frenzy of comments, flooding in faster than anyone could read.
Theodore, watching from his own screen, shot to his feet the moment this particular room appeared. His usual calm, polished demeanor evaporated in an instant.
If the rest of the house had ordinary bathrooms, this one was something else entirely—a space meant only for a married couple’s intimacy. After all, this had once been Emilia and Tyler’s master suite.
There was nothing incriminating in the room now, nothing left behind. But the way it was decorated—the subtle, suggestive details—was enough to let anyone’s imagination run wild.
The easiest way to ruin a woman’s reputation was to shame her, to drag her name through the mud. And this private little bathroom was the perfect powder keg for those with filthy minds.
Even though Emilia stood there, composed and dignified, even though her divorce from Tyler was public knowledge, there would always be people eager to twist the story.
Fury boiled in Theodore’s chest. He immediately reached for his phone, ready to demand the platform shut down Vivienne’s stream.
Vivienne, meanwhile, forced a brittle laugh. “You don’t think they’ll cut my livestream, do you?” she said, her tone wavering. “There’s nothing here! If I get banned over this—”
She pouted dramatically, playing the victim. “This is my first luxury home floral livestream, you know. It’d be so unfair if I got booted for something like this.”
She glanced at Emilia, whose video was patched into the stream. “What do you think, Emilia?”


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