Poor Lola Hussey

Lola Hussey also said, "I vaguely remember my house being huge, with lots of Filipino maids, and even helicopters. I drove luxury cars, and I seem to have announced my worth to be 20 billion dollars when I was 11 years old, but I don't know if it's true."

Emily Winter suddenly had an epiphany.

She patted Lola Hussey on the shoulder and said, "I understand now. This should be a kind of subliminal syndrome after amnesia."

Frankie Foster asked, "What do you mean?"

"It means that a person who longs for these external material things in their daily life creates a world for themselves after losing their memory, imagining that they are rich," Emily Winter explained convincingly.

Frankie Foster gave a thumbs up: "That makes sense."

Lola Hussey didn't know what they were talking about.

She asked, "What's my name?"

Emily Winter said, "Your name is Lola Hussey, you're 19 years old, 163 cm tall, weighing 45 kilos, and you're a particularly popular big star who just celebrated your first anniversary of debut yesterday. Oh, by the way, I'm your agent Emily Winter, and he's your assistant Frankie Foster."

Emily looked at both of them.

One was her agent, and the other was her assistant.

So she was a big star!

Like... the kind who acts on TV?

And especially popular, too.

It sounds very impressive!

Lola Hussey asked, "Besides being a big star, am I really a rich girl? Is my family super rich?"

Emily Winter: "..."

Frankie Foster: "..."

The same thought crossed their minds:

[If you were a rich girl, I'd be the richest person!]

Not hearing them answer her, Lola Hussey felt a little disappointed.

She drooped, her brow furrowing and her long, pretty lashes quivering gently. She looked a little sad.

Although she couldn't remember who she was, she had some vague memories of her background.

"Lola, don't say things like this in front of the media in the future, or they will use it to write malicious reports. You just stay in the hospital and have a good rest now. I will take care of everything at the company, and don't look at the comments online. You have to believe that you are a very popular star," Emily Winter said earnestly, comforting Lola Hussey.

Emily Winter originally wanted to scold her, but seeing her amnesia and creating a world of wealth for herself, Emily Winter couldn't help but feel sorry for her.

Lola Hussey didn't say anything, just staring blankly at a certain spot.

She wondered if the blurry memories in her mind were really nonexistent illusions she had created, but they felt so real – she felt like she really was rich.

Emily Winter left space for Lola to rest and pulled Frankie Foster out of the ward.

Out in the corridor.

Frankie Foster asked, "Mrs. Winter, why did you lie to Lola? She is clearly under heavy criticism now. How can she be popular?"

Emily Winter stared at Frankie Foster, "Are you stupid? Obviously, we should speak positively in this situation; what if she can't recover her memory because of a bad stimulation?"

Frankie Foster: "Oh."

"Is the perpetrator caught yet?" Emily Winter asked.

Frankie Foster said, "The perpetrator got injured worse than Lola, I heard they're still unconscious in the intensive care unit. There's no money to be claimed."

Upon hearing this, Emily furrowed her brow in concern: "Is that true? So serious?"

"I did inquire, and it seems to be real. They seem to be some big shot."

Emily Winter: "Big shot? How big?"

Frankie spoke earnestly, "I don't know their true identity, but even if they are a big shot, it's still their full responsibility. Lola is the victim here. As soon as they wake up, I'll go negotiate the compensation immediately. The fact that Lola got injured so badly, at the very least, they should compensate a couple hundred thousand dollars."

Emily Winter raised her eyebrows, "Only a couple hundred thousand?"

Frankie Foster: "How much more do you want? After all, people are not fools that let us scheme easily. Compensating a few hundred thousand for Lola to get some supplements would be better than anything else. That's enough, I'm heading to the Bamboo Flavor Pavilion to order a bone broth for Lola to nourish herself tomorrow morning."