Chapter 187
Amber awoke with a sense of unease, her reflection in the mirror confirming that herplexion had
taken a turn for the worse. It was a clear side effect of her dwindling poprity, a currency more
valuable than gold in her social circle.
With the start of college just over a month away, she knew she had to regain her lost charm. Nothing
less than perfection would suffice for her debut into university life.
She considered her options. Springer, with his unpredictable mood swings, was not an ideal target for a
quick turnaround. Cutler, the most approachable of the lot, had left for Nystone City, leaving her with
only one viable option – Hobson.
As luck would have it, Hobson’s birthday was just around the corner. Amber decided to leverage this
golden opportunity to win back his favor.
With a burst of determination, she applied a light, natural–looking makeup and headed downstairs,
nning to subtly inquire about Hobson’stest desires under the guise of scouting for his birthday gift.
It was a strategy that often worked wonders with men, far more effective than blunt questions.
Humming to herself, she made her way to the dining room where she spotted Hobson, greeting him
with her usual radiant smile. “Morning!”
Grace personified, she maintained her image as the ever–warm presence in the household.
Hobson, oblivious to Amber’s troubles, nodded in acknowledgment while instructing the staff to set the
breakfast table.
Amber’s eyes lit up at the sight of the morning spread. “Isn’t this from Brioche Brew?” she remarked
with a spark of recognition. “I thought they didn’t do deliveries.”
Puffing up slightly, Hobson replied, “Got tired of the same old breakfast routine, so I sent Bonita out to
Brioche Brew this morning.”
At the mention of Bonita, Amber’s smile widened, noticing a small dish of cinnamon rolls – her favorite
– sitting on the table. She remembered mentioning once how much she liked them, and it warmed her
heart that Hobson had remembered and made the effort to have them brought in early.
Before she could reach for a roll, Hobson nonchntly slid the dish away from her towards the door.
He coughed lightly to catch the attention of a neer who had just walked in.
“Winnie,” he called out, “I had someone bring in breakfast from Brioche Brew. Why don’t youe over
and try it? Their cinnamon rolls are especially popr; they’re usually sold out in no
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time.”
The room fell into an awkward silence. Amber was mystified – since when had Hobson and Winnie
been on such friendly terms? She remembered a recent spat over some silly prank. And now, he was
inviting her for breakfast?
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Amber et as it she had missed a crucial episode in a soap opera. Her grip on the situation – and
perhaps even on Hobson–seemed to be slipping away.
As Winnie approached, seeming confused herself. Hobson pushed the dish of cinnamon rolls toward
her. Yet Wimme ignored the gesture and made herself a bowl of oatmeal, her refusal
clear and unspoken.
Hobson, visibly frustrated by her rejection and desperate to win her favor for that personal request
involving a custom crystal caring, swallowed his pride and temper.
The dining room was thick with tension when suddenly the sound of footsteps thundered from upstars.
Springer descended, chore in hand, and made a beeline for Winnie, a mischievous twinkte in his eve
“Winnie, die you see the trending news? Ghostly Guidance just announced that Mae is leaving the
show. Looks like you won’t have to deal with her on the next episode!” He showed her the Screen,
Carey containing his glee
Mae’s departure was significant news for the household. given Winnie’s involvement in the stow..
Hobson, seizing the cocortunity for conversation, chimed in. “Is that the same Mae who Insinuated that
Minnie was being kept by someone?”
Springer and Winnie turned to him in unison, expressions of disbelief painted on their faces.
Scringer exasperated advised. “Hocson, if you can’t say something nice, maybe don’t say anytime at
all.”
Hatson stung by the critique, especiallying from his younger cousin, bristled silently.
Amber thought that the two brothers from the Bryant family were crazy!
Before they used to follow her around and tter her, but at that time, even though she was right there
in person, they only had eyes for Winnie!
Mee was facing her own turmoil custed from the Ghostly Guidance show, abandoned by her agem and
comcary, leaving her to navigate the bacsh alone. She cursed under her breath.
Mee was almost trembling with anger as she locked at the announcement from the Ghostly Suidance
croduction team
After leaving the team. She realized she had done something foolish. Who would have thought that
Winnie was actually the heiress of the Bright Group? She locked so ordinary. There were hardly any
branded items on her, especially given her interest in metaphysics and such esoteric mamers.
Which heiress would fancy this sort of thing? And what’s with enrolling in a Supernatural Department,
anyway?
Mae had a hunch that the production team had been aware of Winnie’s identity from the get–go. which
exined the VIP treatment she seemed to get ever since the show started.
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And nobody bothered to clue her in.
Had they just told her Winnie came from an influential background, she wouldn’t have made those
ambiguousments on the show…
She’d been regretting her departure from the show since yesterday, but no matter how she tried to
exin to her agent that she wanted to make amends with Winnie, the agent seemed disinterested and
even took away her Twitter ess.
Mae knew it was all because of the cease and desist letters from the Bright Group and Starfall
Entertainment.
Who would’ve thought Winnie and her family would y hardball over a few jokes and a photo? Was
there really a need to make such a fuss with legal threats?
Mae thoughtying low at herpany’s request was punishment enough.
But little did she know, behind her back, thepany had already terminated her contract with the
show!
They didn’t even give her a heads–up!
They just went ahead and posted an announcement online.
Mae felt like the show had stomped all over her reputation, and she woke up grinding her teeth in rage,
“Just because Winniees from a good family, they’re all scared of the Bryant n, so they step on
me… What’s the big deal, do they think I’ll just roll over?”
Fuming, Mae grabbed her assistant by the arm and ordered, “Go, get on the inte and spread the
word that I was forced out. Say the show was sucking up to heiress Winnie and
deliberately sidelined me!”