Chapter 214 The Trash I Threw Away, You Can Dig Through It All You Want
"Incredible!"
It wasn't just the people at the venue and in the hallways—online was complete chaos.
If Amelia had never mentioned anything about Isabella before, this was the first time she was responding.
And it was a face-to-face response.
"I used to think Amelia had a mild personality, but now I see she's actually pretty tough!"
"I don't care, I just love watching this kind of thing. It's so interesting!"
"And Amelia really isn't afraid of anything. This is the Jenkins Group's venue, York is pursuing her, and she dares to display her wedding photo with her ex-husband here. Amazing!"
...
Amelia watched the stream of comments and listened to various reports through her earpiece, a smile in her eyes.
Since Isabella dared to livestream from the house she and William used to share, there was nothing she wouldn't dare to do.
Isabella liked this photo? Perfect. She'd print it out and put it here for everyone to "admire."
Amelia looked at the camera and said with a smile, "So, Isabella, you haven't answered me yet. Do you like it?"
This time, the pressure was directly on Isabella.
Isabella looked somewhat surprised, but then she smiled too, though her smile was far less natural than Amelia's.
"It's nice." Isabella's eyes reddened slightly, looking pitiful, then said meaningfully, "I just didn't know you still kept this wedding photo. Seems like you still remember William."
Amelia nodded. "Yes, I remember him. He left quite an impression on me."
Seven years, two children, all the ways he hurt her—of course he left an "impression."
Isabella could barely maintain her smile. She immediately looked toward the flowers nearby and coughed twice, as if she were the one being cornered, as if everything was Amelia persecuting her.
After composing herself this way, Isabella continued, "Where should I go next?"
She coughed weakly twice to make herself look more pitiful.
"The bathroom?"
"The study?"
"Or..." Isabella said meaningfully, "your marital bedroom?"
As she spoke, she still wore that innocent expression, but with a "stubborn" determination to "protect love."
This set off another wave of comments.
Countless people waited for Amelia's response.
But Amelia just flashed a beautiful smile.
"Isabella, you should add a prefix to all those places."
"Former."
Amelia said softly, completely unafraid.
"William is my former man, my ex-husband. Everything you're filming today is all my former stuff."
"William and I are divorced."
Amelia paused slightly, her smile especially radiant in the sunlight. She said, "I don't want him anymore."
"So where you go should be your choice." She said.
It was like saying—[The trash I threw away, you're welcome to dig through it.]
Everyone was excited.
Just then, a betting pool suddenly appeared.
"Come join!"
Since both had turned off tipping, some people online had spontaneously set up a betting pool!
Comments flooded Amelia's livestream—
"Amelia, people here are saying if you dare to keep going against Isabella, we'll buy this new product launch!"
Same thing on Isabella's side—
"Keep going, Isabella. We agreed that if you continue, our votes will convert to box office for the upcoming series!"
The confrontation between both sides was pushed to a climax.
After people online found out, they all joined in.
"Yeah, quick quick quick, I'm joining too!"
"Give us something good, this isn't enough!"
"Isabella, go check out their marital bedroom!"
"Amelia, hurry up and humiliate Isabella. I really can't stand her, being a homewrecker so openly!"
Both livestreams had their supporters.
Everyone quickly got into heated arguments.
Both Amelia and Isabella soon got the news.
Amelia smiled. If before she was just trying to boost popularity, now she needed to get a bit more serious, because this was actually related to the sales of this product launch!
With that thought, Amelia walked out of the flowers and returned to the golden river.
The photo frame surrounded by flowers glittered in the sunlight, but the woman's happy smile in the frame was long gone.
In its place was certainty.
The certainty of victory.
Amelia's face showed just the right smile.
"Let's go, everyone. We'll continue inside." Amelia said, leading everyone forward.
Meanwhile, Isabella got excited too.
What was so interesting about Amelia's flower garden?
Hers was definitely more thrilling.
A homewrecker, in the original wife's marital home, taking photos and livestreaming everywhere, with the couple's wedding photo along.
This kind of thrill couldn't compare to what Amelia had!
With that thought, Isabella walked toward the kitchen. She placed some flowers in a basin and held them up for everyone to see.
"Water lilies." She said with a smile, looking very confused. "Where would water lilies be most suitable?"
As if asking for everyone's opinion.
Comments immediately refreshed rapidly below.
But the most frequent suggestion was always Amelia and William's marital bedroom.
"No, no, I'm planning to put the water lilies in the bathroom." Isabella said, as if scared by the comments, hesitating, looking like she didn't want to hurt Amelia.
She nodded and finally said, "Okay, let's see what Emerald Haven's bathroom looks like."
The assistants' quiet discussion nearby was also captured by the livestream.
"Later this will be Isabella and William's bathroom."
He "seemed" to think others couldn't hear him, but sharp-eared people caught it, posted it online, and amplified and clarified the sound.
Some people got more excited.
But others said it was too shameless.
Arguments broke out here.
"That was the assistant who said it, not Isabella."
"Isn't Isabella livestreaming here shameless enough?"
"It's just a normal livestream, and it seems William agreed. William and Amelia are already divorced."
"I think it's pretty disgusting, mainly because she's connected with Amelia! I'm about to throw up."
...
As Isabella stood up, everyone followed her inside toward the bathroom.
On the other side, Amelia led everyone to the second scene.
If outside they only saw an ordinary sunflower field, once they entered the room, everything immediately changed.
Everyone gasped in amazement.
The sky became an endless deep blue, and under this deep blue, the sunflowers appeared even more vibrant.
They swayed gently in the windless room, surging back and forth, as if floating on a river.
The golden river here was completely different from outside. With each step they took, golden mist seemed to be gently stirred up, like a stream formed from gold ground into fine sand—this was a true golden river.
Some people had already crouched down to examine what the golden mist actually was.
"This texture really does feel like gold dust."
"Such a big production?"
Just as everyone was amazed and examining the golden mist on the ground, a song began to play.
This was singer Quiana's latest single.
Combined with the entire indoor flower garden, it was incredibly romantic.
When they came back to their senses, they suddenly noticed that as these sunflowers continued to drift away with the "river," they discovered that what appeared everywhere was no longer just sunflowers, but golden gemstone flowers.
These flowers appeared even more sparkling under the golden river.
Meanwhile, elsewhere.
Harmony City.
William finally finished handling things and came out. As soon as his phone got signal, a huge number of messages bombarded him.
He frowned slightly, immediately clicked on the link Rhys sent, and then saw the livestream.