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Boss Becomes Trending in Showbiz

Caroline Edwin, the most notorious female celebrity on the Internet, former girl group member. Just two years after her debut, she's been nicknamed the "Trends Harvester!" Did she sleep her way to the top? Did she bully her team members? Did she steal her best friend's boyfriend? Always trending, ridiculed by netizens, faced with widespread boycotts and demands to leave the entertainment industry! Star Universe Entertainment V: Let me introduce you to our Star Universe shareholder @Caroline Edwin #Famous Miss Edwin spotted in a luxury car worth millions, entering a mansion with an underage wealthy scion? Jerel Edwin V: Sorry, this is my sister @Caroline Edwin #Holding hands with a bank vice-president while shopping, could she be connected to a powerful mover? Jerel Edwin V: Don't believe the rumors, this is my cousin @Caroline Edwin Goody two-shoes regrets, jackass turns into a bootlicker, netizens: Hey mover, do you need any more leg decorations? ---- One day, a famous paparazzi caught Caroline Edwin intimately strolling hand-in-hand with a handsome guy. Netizens: We heard there are only two male siblings in the Edwin family, so this must be Caroline's father. Blake Fuller V: Sorry, I'm her husband @Caroline Edwin [The leading lady controls his hand & the leading man controls her leg] [Rebellious celebrity with scandalous rumors & virtuous, all-capable male doctor]

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Chapter 380: Playboy Magazine

Old Mr. Edwin returned to Heyday after being discharged from the hospital, and Caroline stayed at home to accompany Seamus Edwin. She had only been with him for less than three days before she was mercilessly abandoned.

Time flew by, and it was soon time to shoot the Playboy magazine.

Early in the morning, Rex Leanne drove his white SUV, picked up Silvia Curwen, Dash Congreve who took a leave, and came to Heyday to pick up Caroline.

As the car glided smoothly on the road, Caroline sat in the back seat, playing Happy Match on her phone, with an absent-minded Dash Congreve beside her.

After finishing a round and putting her phone back in her pocket, she caught a glimpse of Dash's bruised eye and lackluster spirit out of the corner of her eye.

She lazily leaned back in her seat and glanced at the aura surrounding his body.

His inner zodiac sign was wrapped in black qi and faint streaks of crimson, a sign of great misfortune.