Billionaire Ex-wife: I Can't Live Without You
Chapter 142

Lucinda was now working at an entertainment company and was a pro at public relations and manipulating online sentiment.

Lucinda calmly set her phone aside and got back to work.

Little did she know that ten minutes later, she would be the talk of the town again.

A video of her dancing at a recent banquet had been uploaded online.

Despite the wild and s@xy nature of the dance, Lucinda looked pure and ethereal on her light makeup and white dress.

This was in stark contrast to Eleanor’s previous dance video, and the people who saw it were stunned.

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The video gained an overwhelming amount of views in record time and quickly shot up to the top of the search rankings.

“That’s outstanding! I can’t believe how perfect her dance is!”

“That is the most difficult dance to learn.

How is she dancing so effortlessly? She’s perfect.

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“Compared to Lucinda’s dance, the Turner girl’s dance was so poor.

I’m definitely a Lucinda fan on this one!”

“You are so stunning! You must be a star!”

Lucinda’s dance had won the hearts of many people online, who showered her with praises and even asked her to pursue a dancing career.

Some of them even took it upon themselves to defend Lucinda’s honor, calling out the person who just said he wanted to commit suicide on live stream to come out to be beaten.

As Lucinda worked on her computer, Vivian burst into the room holding her phone.

She was clearly excited and filled with admiration.

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“Lucinda, you were amazing! I’m officially your fan now, and I’ll do anything you want me to do!”

Lucinda was a bit confused until Vivian showed her the video that had been making the rounds online.

Wow, did Cyrus do this?

It was unlike him to draw attention to her like this, as she had always preferred to keep a low profile.

Then who could it be?

She looked at Vivian, who was talking excitedly, smiled and shrugged her shoulders, not giving it much thought.

Meanwhile, the mood in the Turner family was somber.

Presley sat on the couch, snacking on some fruit as if the situation didn’t concern her.