CHAPTER 217: CHAPTER 217: EXPOSING VERA HANSEN’S HYPOCRISY

Serena’s face was calm enough.

She looked at Vera and said mercilessly, "If your first live stream is just to showcase my former residence, let others see the traces of my past life, to make me uncomfortable, then you’ve underestimated me."

Serena said, "In fact, I think you’re quite pathetic."

"I have a clear conscience about what I did in the past and do not regret loving the wrong person."

She pointed at the two prop certificates.

"Like the marriage certificate back then, and the divorce certificate now, the entire city of Aeston knows this. Why would I, Serena, need to deny or hide it?"

Over there, Vera’s face turned pale, but her eyes were rimmed with red.

"I didn’t." Vera said pitifully with red eyes, "Serena, you’ve misunderstood me, I’m just live streaming here."

Serena smiled.

"Did I misunderstand?" she said softly, looking at the screen.

"The time, the place, the content of the live stream, all chosen by you, weren’t they?"

Vera immediately said, "It’s all just a coincidence."

"A coincidence?" Serena repeated those two words.

Serena’s smile grew more sarcastic.

Without Serena needing to say much, the comments were already flooding in crazily.

No one believed it was a coincidence.

After all, as Serena said, all of this was chosen by Vera herself.

Serena’s new product release had long been announced.

Even if the timing was a coincidence, what about the location?

Everyone still remembered that the initially announced live streaming location wasn’t here.

Even if there was an unforeseen situation or accident with the venue.

Then, during the live stream, turning the camera towards the wedding photo of Serena and Julian stuck on the wall, unable to be taken down, was Vera’s doing, right?

It was Vera who initiated the live streaming connection, right?

If it was just one or two coincidences, that would be one thing, but so many coincidences together, and with solid evidence that Vera herself actively did certain things.

Is this still called a coincidence?

Also, whether it’s the wedding photo on the wall not taken down yet or the bathroom renovation that elicits imagination, it just proves one point.

That is, Serena and Julian truly loved each other once.

No interference, no ambiguous timelines or unclear relationships.

But a legitimate, elder-approved and blessed legal marriage.

Quinn’s team further highlighted the points Serena couldn’t easily voice—

"True focus in product competition should be on the product itself, like what Serena has presented all along in her live streams: all Golden series products. Even with many marketing gimmicks, the focus would eventually come back to the product."

"Vera said her live stream content was about the luxurious villa floral series, yet she placed the flowers beside Serena and Julian’s wedding photo and peeked into others’ bathrooms. Her real focus on floral art was very brief."

"I remember watching Vera’s villa and large flat series before, and it wasn’t like today."

"What Vera is really doing is tying and stepping on Serena."

These were just Serena’s alignment with the other party through the phone moments ago.

She had put up with Vera for long enough.

People were discussing heatedly, and comments were refreshing rapidly.

Those who had been backstabbed by Vera in "Heavenly Sound" also showed up to speak out.

The situation was quite chaotic for a while.

Serena didn’t bother with Vera’s chaos over there.

She just smiled and looked towards the experiencing crowd.

"Sorry for keeping you all waiting. Let’s continue forward; the next spot is the final location." Serena said softly.

The crowd had seen enough here, so they followed Serena forward.

A gentle breeze blew by, flipping open the two prop certificates inside the frame, revealing the inner pages.

Since they were prop certificates, there were no specific birth dates or such information, but the names were very clear.

Serena Sterling, Julian Lawson.

The prop marriage certificate bore a large stamp—"Cancelled."

While the divorce certificate symbolized her freedom.

...

Serena had already led the crowd away.

But Vera was somewhat overwhelmed over there.

Vera wanted to win some attention in her usual weak manner, even starting to cough again.

But it provoked some backlash.

"Honestly, if the illness is so severe, there’s no need to continue this confrontation."

"Plus one to the above. Every time we sympathize with her because of her illness, it’s just Serena not being sick, so can’t make a fuss about it."

But these soon got overridden.

Vera’s eyes were brimming with tears.

She looked at the camera, a tear traced her cheek and fell into the pot she was holding.

But she immediately turned her back and wiped her tears.

"Forget it," she said sadly, lowering her head, looking pitiful, "I know it doesn’t matter what I say."

"As long as I’m live streaming here, everything is wrong, even my existence is wrong."

Vera said this while Serena had already led the crowd to the next hall.

This hall represents the present.

Here is a Polaroid to take instant photos as souvenirs.

A huge golden river runs through it.

Continuing the gemstone wave theme from the previous scene, this adds golden sands in the river, small beaches, reefs, etc.

And on these small beaches and reefs, there are golden frames either placed or diagonally inserted, half concealed by mist from the river, mysterious and beautiful.

The frames varied in style, shapes were unique, allowing sufficient space, and in front of each frame were the Golden series new products.

Serena was just introducing them when suddenly, Vera’s voice came through.

"Serena!"

Serena turned back to the live streaming equipment.

She found that Vera had already arranged a new bouquet.

"Renoir’s ’Rose’," Vera said, with traces of tears on her face.

Serena looked at her calmly, waiting for her to speak.

Vera "strongly" wiped the tears from her face and said, "I don’t care what you think."

"But I really didn’t have the thoughts you just mentioned, never thought of hurting you."

"For so long, many have asked me to go to the master bedroom, but I haven’t gone. That’s my respect for you." Vera said, pouting.

Serena didn’t even lift her eyelids: "And then?"

Vera started to cry again: "Now I find that my goodwill is insignificant to you."

"You all still blame me, thinking I’m bullying you."

Vera said, wiping her eyes again.

"So now I’m determined to go!"

Speaking as if provoked and aggrieved, looking stubborn, as if insisting on clashing with Serena, like Serena forced her to go.

Serena smiled at Vera’s hypocrisy.

"If I said don’t go, would you not go?"

"Stop finding excuses. If you want to go, just go."

The words were ruthless, leaving Vera stunned.

"You!" Vera choked, momentarily speechless.

But Serena was already ignoring her, continuing with the product introduction.

In the live stream room there was a burst of "Haha."

And "Serena speaks so directly and boldly, haha."

Vera lowered her head, hiding the hatred in her eyes.

She had just received news that Secretary Chaucer and Ian Yates had already arrived outside the villa, although her people were blocking the door, they wouldn’t hold for long.

She had to act fast.

She lowered her head and "pouted," saying, "I won’t not go to the master bedroom just because you said it."

"Serena, haven’t you always been preparing things for each venue? What have you prepared for the third venue? I’m looking forward to it."

Serena still wasn’t paying attention to her but finished introducing this venue.

Then, when Vera entered the master bedroom holding the rose bouquet vase, Serena made an internal call.

"Silas, it’s time," she said, with a smile in her eyes.

In the distance, the sound of helicopter rotors faintly came.