While Tyler was questioning Vivienne in the Bentley, things were unfolding elsewhere.
As the hashtag #YesterdayOnceMoreLiveSound began trending, Vivienne's PR team was paying close attention.
Jack frowned at the growing buzz, feeling uncertain about how to handle it. After a moment's hesitation, he messaged Vivienne to update her on the situation.
He wrote, "At first, we tried reporting the posts and getting the other side muted, but they clearly know what they're doing. They brought in more people to hype this up, and suddenly, everyone's talking about it. If we keep reporting them now, it'll just look suspicious. Vivienne, what do you think we should do? Here are a few options I've put together…"
That was their usual approach: present Vivienne with a set of strategies and let her make the final decision.
It didn't take long for Vivienne to choose one.
Meanwhile, on the other side of things—
Seven watched the trending #YesterdayOnceMoreLiveSound hashtag with satisfaction.
It was easy to silence a few voices, but what could anyone do when the conversation exploded?
As more and more casual onlookers jumped in, Seven waited for his chance to clear his name.
But then, the tide shifted. Different voices started to emerge:
"People are talking a lot, but where's the actual evidence?"
"Exactly, you need proof if you want to make a claim. Anyone can start a rumor these days."
"Come on, it's obvious these are just Serena's rabid fans, trying to drag Faint Whispers down and push Yesterday Once More to the top. It's so obvious it's sickening."
"Ten haters can't compare to a single crazy fan. Would Serena even want this?"
"Maybe it's Serena's PR team behind all this. Haven't you noticed how some of the comments are clearly trying to steer the conversation?"
"Seriously, our Vivienne isn't out here trying to compete with anyone. She joined the competition just to inspire people struggling with illness. She's done nothing wrong, yet people are posting hit pieces to drag her down."
"They want evidence? Fine! There were so many people at the show—there's got to be at least one or two who secretly recorded it!"
Seven was always quick to act. He'd attended the concert with a group of friends, and now he was determined to find proof and set the record straight.
He grabbed his phone and started making calls.
First, he got in touch with a friend who'd gone to the show with him.
He started off casually: "So, what did you think of the live performance?"
His friend replied, "Honestly, I thought Yesterday Once More sounded amazing in person, but I don't get it—when I watched the clips online, they just didn't have the same energy."
Once he was sure they were on the same page, Seven explained everything that had happened online.
"Ray, you know me. I can't just let this go. I was just telling the truth, but now everyone's calling me a crazy fan. I can't stand it."
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