My Reborn Story Is Insane (Back to My Worst Birthday and Starting Anew)

Chapter 33 What’s Your Game Here?

How to describe it?

It feels pretty satisfying!

Leah is the one who always acts so modest, right?

And the Nelsons, always singing Leah’s praises, convinced she’s their ticket to fame and fortune?

Well, she’s going to shatter their golden pedestal!

She’s going to make them even more “noteworthy“!

Finished

As the paramedics arrived to take Leah away, the Nelsons trailed after them, their exit marking the end of the spectacle, Charmaine dusted her hands off, gave a small clap, and strolled out with ease.

Outside of Ydris Tower, Charmaine swiftly sent a message to Rex, “I’ll transfer today’s expenses to you later.”

This was just another round of PR and groundwork for the judges and reporters–an effort that would easily rack up around a million.

Rex who was watching the live broadcast upstairs quickly replied, “I’m in a good mood today. All expenses

are on me!”

Charmaine’s smile faltered for a split second when a voice, cold and ominous as a demon’s whisper drifted from ahead, “What’s so amusing? Care to share?”

She froze on the spot.

Quickly and without drawing attention, she slipped her phone into her pocket.

Looking up, she immediately replaced her expression with a sweet, flattering smile aimed at the man in the sleek Maybach in front of her. “What a coincidence. Mr. Emyr. What brings you here?”

Emyr didn’t bother replying. His gaze had already shifted elsewhere, leaving her to admire his chiseled, indifferent profile.

Alfred motioned impatiently for her to get in

the front seats. She glanced towards the sleek black vehicle trailing behind them. “There’s

“Get in.”

“But

repeating myself.”

moment. Faced with the choice of being strangled by Emyr Cross now or a little later, she opted for

figured there might still be a chance to salvage the

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What’s Your Game Here?

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against the door, sitting sideways

his expression dripping with disdain at her laughable attempt to go unnoticed. With a faint scoff, he gave a curt order,

fell, the Maybach smoothly rolled forward merging onto the main road.

edge of the seat, hardly in

sped up, she lurched forward before being thrown back by the

jarring motion, she ended up shifting from the side near the door to dangerously close

brush of his fingers was undeniable

hesitated before lifting her eyes to meet Emyr’s intense stare.

unreadable, more unsettling than the depths of an ancient abyss.

away, hoping to retreat back toward the door.

car jerked to a sudden halt,

bad enough, Charmaine landed face–first onto

firm and warm–was that muscle?

shot a glare at Tad, who was

unfazed, simply said, “It’s just a red light,

Charmaine was speechless.

wanted to sit properly!

problem was from the moment she got in the car, she hadn’t even

sit up, only to

like that hoping you’ll fall

head around, “You really know how to be more full

going to pretend that the distance between