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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 142: Sickly Little Devil

Caroline Edwin had just reached the door.

She hadn't even stepped in when a hurried figure stumbled out, crashing directly into her.

Lowering her head, she saw that the culprit was Linn, though his defiance was muted, replaced with softness.

"Linn."

She crouched down, barely raising her hand with the intention of rubbing Linn's head, to ask if the collision had hurt him.

"Slap——"

Linn Daniel raised his hand without any hesitation and fiercely brushed off her touch.

His gaze was fierce, cruel, and grim, unbecoming of a six-year-old child.

He shot Caroline a cold look, his voice icy. "Don't touch me with your dirty hands."

Although he was still but a child, his reflexes were substantial. Her hand had turned red from the impact.

Caroline looked down at her hands, her eyebrows arched, without a trace of anger in her eyes. "Oh? Dirty hands?"