hapter 197 Cleared the rumors

    Chapter b197 /bCleared the rumors

    +15 bBONUS /b

    The photo left Vivian speechless, her anxiety palpable. Her heart pounded as she gripped the photograph, her fingers trembling so much that the edges crumpled under the pressure.

    Marcelo had tasked Wyatt with uncovering the origins of the rumo, leading to the discovery of Vivian’s involvement.

    Given her unique status, Wyatt approached the situation with caution, seeking guidance. “Marcelo, how should we proceed?” Marcelo decided, “Issue a denial on KM Group’s official T*****br/b. No, better yet, I’ll handle it personally. Set up a new ount bfor /bme.”

    He intended to set the record straight under his own name, marking a departure from his usual preference for traditionalmunication methods.

    Wyatt nodded, a hint bof /bsurprise on his face at Marcelo’s modern approach, and left to carry out the instructions.

    The lounge, a modest space of b20 /bsquare meters, became the backdrop for a tense moment between Marcelo and Vivian. Vivian’s anxiety mounted under his silent gaze, feeling as though she was on trial.

    “Marcelo, the woman behind this is a friend who’s supported me in the past. She thought some shocking news would draw attention and asked for my help, so I… I helped her,” she stammered between sobs.

    “Marcelo, I realize now how disruptive my actions were. I’m sorry if they’ve upset youb,/b” she pleaded, hoping for his understanding.

    Marcelo, growing weary of her excuses yet maintaining a calm demeanor, interrupted, “Vivian, I’m not angry at you.”

    His reassurance caught her off guard.

    “Really?” she inquired, a flicker of hope in her eyes.

    “Yes,” he confirmed, “but Renee is angry at me.”

    Vivian’s brief relief was shattered by this revtion, leaving her momentarily frozen.

    Was Marcelo confronting her because Renee had expressed her displeasure to him?

    “Marcelo, you’ve always been indifferent to gossip. Even when rumors of us circted, you paid them no mind. I assumed this wouldn’t bother you either.” She tried to pin the problem on his unexpected reaction, aiming to absolve herself of guilt.

    Marcelo, in search of a brief escape from the tension, lit a cigarette Previously, he’d dismissed rumors as harmless, but this recent one had driven a wedge between him and Renee.

    “Vivian, I’ve told you countless times: Renee is my wife.” His statement hinted at the importance of considering Renee’s feelings.

    Guilt surfaced on Vivian’s tear–streaked bface/bb. /bb“/bI’m sorry. I didn’t think it through. I’ll apologize to Miss Gordon.”

    bHe /bcorrected her firmly, “If you see bme /bas your brother, then Rene is your sister–inw. You should address her as my wite or as ‘Mrs. King‘.”

    Vivian resisted, her emotions spilling over. “No, I can’t…”

    The idea of showing respect to someone she viewed as a rival in love repulsed her.

    Marcelo’s btone /bhardened. “Follow my instructions, lest you forget who Renee really is to me.”

    Vivianb, /bamidst her tearsb, /bacquiesced. “Marcelo, it won’t happen again.”

    Before Vivian could utter another word, he was gone from the lounge. She found herself copsing to the floor, overwhelmed by a sense of despair. Why did things have to take such a dire turn?

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    b+15 /bbBONUS /b

    Wyatt approached Marcelo with a phone in hand. “Look! I’ve set up a new T*** the device bto /bMarcelo, who nodded his thanks and began to navigate the unfamiliar digitalndscape with a hint of reluctance. r ount for you,b” /bhe announcedb, /boffering bThe /bbright colors and myriad icons on bthe /bscreen made Marcelo futrow his brow in confusion.

    Wyatt, sensing an opportunity, encouraged him, “Marcelo, the inte can be quite the resource. Why not explore a bit?” As Wyatt showed him how to post online, Marcelo responded withck of enthusiasmb, /bb“/bI’m not really interested.”

    But when Wyatt mentioned that Renee became a topic bof /bconversation on T*****br/bb, /bMarcelo’s attention sharpened, and he paused, fingers hovering over the keyboard.

    Wyatt watched, convinced that this might spark Marcelo’s interest in the tform.

    When he refreshed the page, a new post appeared, clear and direct “Marcelo King: ‘I am married. My wife’s surname is Hudson.‘

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    Wyatt couldn’t hide his smile, believing this straightforward deration might just make Marcelo a more engaged participant in the digital world.

    Today marked Renee’s second lecture at Bellbanks University. The ssroom was again packed with students.

    When Renee entered the room, she found that the students were chatting excitedly.

    She didn’t pay much attention to it until a student approached her and asked, “Miss Hudsonb, /bcan I see your hands?”

    Confused, Renee raised her hands.

    “s, she doesn’t have it!” The student was disappointed.

    “I don’t have what?” asked Reneeb, /bcreasing her brow.

    “The ring! The CEO of KM Group officially deredst night that he is married. He said that his wife’s surname is Hudson, and your surname happens to be the same, right? But you don’t have a wedding ring on your finger, so it’s not you.”

    “What…official announcement?” Renee was flummoxed.

    “Haven’t you checked T*****r?”

    Last night, after watching Vivian’s livestreamb, /bRenee had tossed her phone aside in disgust.

    Sarah was busy preparing for the auctionb, /bso neither of them checked T*****r.

    Renee touched the diamond ring around her neck, feeling its cool metal against her skin, as her heart began to race, thumping loudly inside her chest.

    The student’s words resounded in her mind, “His wife’s surname Hudson.”

    This shocking news made it very hard for Renee to concentrate for the rest of the ss.

    She didn’t check her phone until thest ss ended.

    When she finally looked at the phoneb, /bshe found that her W***** p was inundated with messages.

    Almost all the rich, young people in her circle had messaged her.

    Everyone wanted to know bthe /bsame thing. All bthe /bmessages contained a screenshot of Marcelo’s T*****r/bpost /band simr questions.

    “Marcelo is talking about youb, /bisn’t he?”

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    b“/bbYou /bare Mrs. King? What’s going on?”

    “Renee, did you get married secretly? Did you want to surprise us?

    Susanna had also sent her a message,

    “Renee, I’m going to apply for the exchange student program at Gostin. I’ll be your student at Bellbanks University soon! Ha- ha!”

    No wonder Renee didn’t see Susanna today.

    But Susanna wasn’t aware that Renee would only be teaching here for two weeks.

    Renee didn’t reply to any bof /bthe messages on W

    **p.

    She checked T*****r and found that Marcelo’s marriage announcement was the top trending topic.

    Marcelo had dered, “I am married. And my wife’s surname is Hudson.”

    When she saw these words, Renee was stumped.

    Marcelo had shut down all rumors with just one post.

    He rified the rtionship between him and Vivian in the most effective and powerful way.

    Renee had mixed feelings about his announcement. She had struggled in the darkness for so long, and now there was light at the end of the tunnel.

    However, she didn’t feel the joy that she thought she would.

    Because there was more destion behind the light

    Meanwhile, thements were blowing up on T*****r. “So Mr. King is implying that he has nothing to do with Vivian. He’s married, and his wife’s surname is Hudson.”

    “I see. So Vivian was only pretending to be his girlfriend! Ha–ha!”

    “Friends! Do you remember Renee from the fireworks showst year? Do you think it’s her?”

    “When I saw the news, I thought his wife was Renee Hudson. Am the only one to think so?”

    “No, you are not alone! If his wife really is the same Renee, then my guess is correct! That’s great!”

    “Ladies and gentlemen! Do you remember the genius stylist also named Renee, who danced so well? Could it be her? I’m so eager to know! Are all three women with the Hudson surname, the same person? I’m really curious!”

    “The whole thing is so funny! All theizens showered blessings on Vivian, but Marcelo refuted the rumor that he had a wife and was definitely not married to Vivian! Interestingi!/i”

    “Who the hell is Vivian to him then? Is she his mistress? So disgrateful! How stupid she is!”

    “I heard that Vivian never imed to be in a rtionship with Mr. King. Someone else spread the rumor.”

    “She deliberately misled the public into believing that ishe /iand Marcelo were a couple! But you’re saying it wasn’t her, huh?”

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