From Divorce To Dominance

The second episode of Sweet Love ended on a high note.

Backstage, Oscar couldn't stop grinning as he checked the viewer ratings that had skyrocketed past the first episode's numbers. But he knew he had to address Keaton's irritating behavior. He turned to Bobby and said, "Give Keaton a warning! I'm heading to the live studio to brief the contestants about moving into the Sweet Love apartment." This week was set to be packed with intense training sessions, where the contestants would have to live and eat together. They'd be streaming live from morning to night.

Over sixty gorgeous women were in front of the camera, and viewers could watch their daily lives. They might even catch them without makeup and get to know their true personalities. The idea alone was enough to get people pumped.

Plus, Oscar had secured a bunch of brand deals, which meant cash. The prospect of the potential earnings spurred him to hurry along.

When he walked into the live studio, he saw the contestants huddled together. Vivian was explaining how they would transition into the Sweet Love apartment. "You can plan your move for tomorrow or the day after. Pack your bags and get ready to settle in. If there are no other questions, let's all take a couple of days to unwind and meet up again next Monday" After Vivian wrapped up, she turned and spotted Oscar.

Oscar's smile widened, and he joked, "Vivian, you'd better hurry: Mr. Luther is waiting for you downstairs, and he's getting

restless.

Vivian

caught sight of Natalie and playfully added, "He's usually swamped with work, but he always makes time for me. He treats me like a little kid, like I might get lost or something

"Mr. Luther really dotes on you; he can't bear to be apart even for a minute."

Vivian shyly tucked a strand of hair behind her car. "Yeah, we're inseparable. I can't escape him, and he can't escape me."

Alright, enough chitchat. You really need to get moving, or I might just get too sweet from all this," Oscar replied with a smirk.

Vivian laughed and nodded a few times before quickly walking over to Darren. The two linked arms and strolled out of the live studio together.

Oscar shifted his focus andText © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

decided to head backstage to talk to Keaton.

He turned to see Natalie smiling warmly at him. "What's up, Ms. Xavier? Do you need something?"

"Hey, Oscar," a voice called out. He tur

The vibe in the office changed a bit as Oscar stepped aside, noticing the row of bodyguards behind Natalie. His palms felt sweaty. He cautiously asked, "Is there something on your mind, Ms. Xavier?" "Can I s**p moving into the Sweet Love apartment?" Natalie asked, crossing her legs. "1 just don't think I can adjust to it." Canis

Oscar hesitated, "Uh... that's part of our rules. It's supposed to help you bond with the team better." He was really banking on her popularity and had even started considering how to incorporate some high-end luxury ads while streaming her daily life. But now she didn't want t to live in the apartment; he wouldn't let that happen.

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"I can talk to the team just fine during training. I don't need to stay here," she replied. Oscar went silent, suddenly struck with a thought. "Ms. Xavier, are you concerned about the apartment? You don't have to '

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His pride swelled as he mentioned it. He had invested heavily in renovating the Sweet Love apartment, making it lavish and dreamy-just perfect for the cameras.

Excited, he pulled out his tablet to show Natalie pictures of the apartment, brimming with enthusiasm. "We hired one of the top ten interior design firms in Greton for this. It's super cozy, and look at this style! It's so cute and youthful. If you have any requests, we'll do our best to make them happen. Just let me know."

Natalie casually raised her hand, making him fall silent, feeling an odd urge to yield to her charm.

"My request... ...Natalie began, Jack you go ahead and I explain.

A man stepped forward and bowed respectfully as he handed Oscar a thick stack of papers-about the size of a small dictionary. "Here's the full list of furnishings, from sofas to TVs, even down to toothpaste and towels. Ms. Xavier only approves certain brands." He continued, "Ms. Xavier needs to wake up by six every morning, and the alarm can't ring for more than 40 minutes.

"The optimal I distance from the bed is

bed is 20 centimeters, and the floor needs to have a medium-firm carpet from Green. Mountain Furniture. "Her face wash'water has to be between 98.24 and 99.5 degrees Fahrenheit.

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"All her meals are prepared by a chef who's been honing his skills for a decade. He adjusts the menu based on her mood.

The key detail: right before bed, Ms. Xavier takes a bath with handmade essential oil. The ingredients must come from South Amelian, specifically between the 36th and 38th parallels, and they have to be picked at the first light of dawn. "And the most crucial rule: Ms. Xavier goes to bed at nine sharp every night, so everyone must turn off the lights and keep quiet."

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"That's about it for my requirements. Can you handle it, Oscar?"

After listening, Natalie e glanced at Oscar and and asked,

These requests were meticulous and quite fussy. had never encountered someone so particular. Oscar forced a smile and replied, "Ms. Xavier, you can s**p the apartment, but can you at least cooperate with the live streams?" Natalie didn't want to to stay in the apartment because she was breastfeeding; her baby needed her. Seeing how easygoing Oscar was, she added, Tm fine with the streams." Outside the studio, Vivian just t wrapped up Darren sho we ready to leave?" we

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à shook his head, looking at her. "Are an interview and rushed over to Darren, playfully wrapping her arms around him. "Waiting this long must've been so boring, right?"

At that moment, a group of bodyguards appeared, making quite a scene. Natalie was surrounded, still wearing her boxing outfit. As the wind picked up, her fabric flowed gracefully around her, making her look like a fairy-a breathtaking sight. Quick-eyed reporters grabbed their cameras, snapping photos. Some tried to push in for interviews, but before they got close, the bodyguards politely but firmly turned them away. All they could do was watch as Natalie climbed into a Rolls Royce, her elegance shining as they drove off.

"Ms. Xavier has a great background and is beautiful; it's really something to be envious of, Vivian said, trying to provoke Darren. After waiting for a response and getting nothing, she turned her head and pinched her palm in frustration. Darren was staring off in the direction the Rolls Royce had just driven away. His eyes were filled with confusion-he was distracted because of Natalie! There had to be something between them. A flicker of irritation crossed Vivian's face. Chapter 23

Two minutes later, Darren finally refocused, his cool, distant eyes still puzzled. "What did you just say?"

Vivian gave a gentle smile, keeping her tone sweet. "Oh, it's nothing, Darren. Let's go home."

Darren nodded. "I'll drive you."

An hour later, they arrived at East Lake Villa.

Vivian unbuckled her seatbelt but didn't get out right away. Instead, she leaned closer, resting her chin on his shoulder. They were so close that she could see the fine hairs on his face.

But for some reason, all Darren could think about was Natalie's delicate neck he had seen earlier that evening, wrapped in soft green satin. It made his mouth go dry. Lost in thought, he licked his lips, a spark of desire flickering in his eyes. Seeing this, Vivian couldn't hide her excitement. She knew it-Darren had to have feelings for her. Her cheeks turned warm, and she felt like something special was about to happen tonight. A mix of thrill and shyness washed over her as she invited him, "Hey, Darren, want to come inside for a bit?"