Upon seeing suchments, Natalie scrolled further down and was appalled to find some individuals


    had purposefully posted dubious “evidence” to use her directly as the perpetrator. What irked


    Natalie the most was that some people actually bought into these usations and began incessantly


    urging the police to investigate her.


    Natalie seethed with anger, but she quickly regained herposure. She knew that fury wouldn’t


    resolve the situation and that Inte users were often swayed by rumors,cking the discernment to


    distinguish truth from fabrication. She realized that her immediate course of action should be to


    uncover the truth. Natalie quickly contacted Brandon and her family, urging them to probe into the


    matter and determine the truth as swiftly as possible. finovels


    If Vivi’s car crash was merely an ident, it would be a regrettable tragedy but understandable.


    However, if it was a deliberate act, it meant someone was specifically targeting her. The mere notion


    that someone could target her with such malevolent and insidious tactics, even risking an innocent life


    to frame her, sent shivers down Natalie’s spine. Without uncovering the truth, she would be unable to


    find peace in her daily life.


    Upon receiving the news, Brandon grew concerned for Natalie’s safety and hastily returned home.


    Upon his arrival, he found Natalie curled up on the sofa, looking rmingly drawn and visibly shaken


    by the incident.


    Brandon’s heart ached at the sight, and he quickly approached Natalie, enfolding her in a tight embrace


    and reassuring her gently, “Don’t worry, it might just be an ident.”


    Natalie’s fingers dug into the fabric of Brandon’s shirt, her frame quivering like a leaf in the wind. “It


    doesn’t seem like some random urrence. It feels… personal, calcted. The odds… they’re just too


    stacked,” she admitted, her voice barely more than a whisper.


    Brandon’s hand traced soothing circles on her back. “Easy, Natalie. You’re not alone in this storm,” he


    murmured in reassurance. But his words, meant tofort, seemed to fall on deaf ears. If anything,


    the terror gnawing at Natalie’s insides only seemed to intensify, a relentless tide with each passing


    second.


    She lifted her ashen face to his, her lips quivering like a frightened bird. “Vivi’s death wasn’t just some


    freak ident. It couldn’t be that straightforward. It’s like


    I’m caught in a web, a meticulously spun trap. The puppeteer had Vivi plead with me in the morning,


    and by evening, she was a casualty of a fatal car crash. They manipted dubious evidence, riling up


    the Inte users and drawing me into their y. It’s allser-focused on me!” Her voice dropped to a


    dangerous growl, her eyes shing fire. “It’s despicable, utterly inhumane! They sacrificed an innocent


    life just to frame me!”


    Sensing her emotions spiralling, Brandon pulled her closer, his arms a firm anchor in her storm.


    Nestled in his embrace, Natalie drank in hisforting scent, and the chaos within her began to ebb


    away.


    She took a steadying breath, locking her gaze with his. “Brandon, level with me. What are the odds this


    crash was just that—an ident? J] need the unvarnished truth.”


    His brows furrowed in thought, the gravity of the situation weighing on him before he finally conceded,


    “It’s a minefield of coincidences. It’s highly likely there’s a puppeteer pulling the strings.”


    A sad, knowing smile touched Natalie’s lips as she nodded, a whisper of resignation tinging her voice.


    “I thought as much.” Brandon exhaled a sigh heavy with self-reproach. “I let my guard down. I


    should’ve sniffed out the puppeteer sooner, before they had the chance to ensnare Vivi in their


    scheme.”


    Vivi’s sudden death and the unfounded usations and curses from Inte users left Natalie in a


    state of unprecedented depression.


    Knowing that Natalie was in a bad ce, Brandon didn’t say much. He decided to hold her tightly and


    stay by her side. Both of them were aware of the imminent danger that was waiting for them at every


    corner.


    They felt like helpless preys targeted by a vicious predator.


    The White family and Brandon’s subordinates were all efficient. Within one night of investigation, they


    managed to investigate Vivi’s ident, digging for all the details they could find. The news was


    disappointing nheless.


    On the day of Vivi’s car ident, the car she was driving was actually a new purchase. That same


    afternoon, she bought it from an unlicensed dealer. She wasn’t the first owner of the car which turned


    out to be illegal too. With the dash cam damaged, no evidence of what had happened during the crash


    was left. In addition, there were no security cameras where the car was parked before it was sold. It


    was impossible to know if anyone had tampered with the vehicle. The only clue they had was footage


    from a surveince camera that caught Vivi’s car before her ident.


    But it was far from the exact site and when she passed, Vivi’s car showed no signs of deceleration. She


    didn’t even change herne before colliding straight into the nearby roadside.


    Considering the driving conditions at the time and how a human would normally react during an


    emergency, there were only two possibilities: either the car had malfunctioned or the driver wasn’t in a


    prime driving condition.


    As they studied the evidence, Natalie and Brandon grew more certain that what had happened wasn’t


    an ident.


    Everything that had happened until now was all linked to a bigger conspiracy. One that was done


    almost wlessly.


    “I’m afraid this entire incident was really aimed at us,” Brandon said. His voice was low but it


    reverberated in the room. With his eyebrows knitted, he watched the surveince footage of the


    ident. “That time when Vivi pleaded for forgiveness at the hospital entrance was likely a part of their


    n.”


    Natalie was still pondering every detail they knew, but she nodded. Finally, she said, “We had just


    arrived at the hospital when Vivi appeared back then. The timing seemed too perfect. She must have


    known our schedule beforehand.


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    Some resourceful person must be supplying her with the information.”


    Brandon considered her words and everything else. He was lost in thought for a while before he added,


    “Moreover, Vivi even brought someone along to live- stream the incident. I thought it was just one of


    her aplices, but after what had happened, I’m certain a mastermind nned it all. That person


    was probably sent to assist Vivi.


    “The enemy is hiding really well. We, on the other hand, are in in sight,”


    Natalie said. A grim expression settled on her face. “The live stream at that time wasn’t so Vivi would


    gain the users “sympathy. It was part of a bigger n. The mastermind wanted the users to suspect


    me, with the live stream as their basis.”


    “That should be the case,” Brandon agreed. “They used these two events to provoke the users’


    emotions. They want to direct the target toward you. Furthermore…”


    Natalie’s eyes were calm as she said, “Furthermore, as your wife and the daughter of the White family,


    the stocks of the Larson Group and my family’spany will surely be affected by this.” Natalie’s gaze


    turned cold in an instant. “What a clever way to kill three birds with one stone.”


    Brandon looked down at the file his subordinates brought. He examined the evidence once more. After


    a while, he frowned and said, “What’s even more cunning is that Vivi, for fear of media harassment or


    our retaliation, chose a route without surveince cameras when she left the hospital. There’s no way


    to find out where she went or whom she met after she left.”


    Natalie’s gazended on the documents as well. She studied each of them as carefully as she had just


    several moments ago. And just like earlier, she came out empty-handed.


    A raging headache was brewing in her temples. She rubbed them while saying, “The people behind it


    had spent a long time calcting all this. So far, every step they took was perfect. They want us to go


    through mountains to find clues.”


    “Let’s start investigating by other means,” Brandon suggested. “With how meticulous they were, I doubt


    we’ll find anything from the car ident. Let’s begin by looking into the people that Vivi had any kind of


    contact with recently. We’ll investigate everyone we can, including her colleagues, friends, and even


    strangers she may have spoken to.”