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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]

White Kitty · Urbano
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1132 Chs

Chapter 150: Maximum Value 500

Jean Norris's face stiffened, expressionless, and tense, like someone who'd just had plastic surgery; quite jarring and unnatural at first glance.

This lady's intuition was just too sharp.

Customers these days were so shrewd; it's tough doing business.

He waved his hand generously, "Fine, fine, you're my first sale today, so I can give you a discount. I'll take a thousand dollars, and remember to patronize my business next time."

Caroline toyed with the wooden sword, ignoring the shopkeeper's words.

Jean's heart bled, and he gritted his teeth, "Eight hundred. Really can't go lower. With the cost and shipping, I'm only making less than fifty."

Caroline put down the wooden sword and stared at the man in front of her, her eyes revealing a hint of lazy playfulness.

Without hesitation, she cut the price in half, "Five hundred."

Jean looked at her composed face, feeling uncertain, and weakly said, "Miss, five hundred is too little... How about adding another hundred?"