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.

her to

only to realize there was no room left in the front seats. She glanced towards the sleek black vehicle trailing behind them. “There’s no space. I’ll just

“Get in.”

“But

not repeating

moment. Faced with the choice of being strangled by Emyr Cross now or

there might still be a chance to salvage the situation.

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33 What’s Your

Finished

pressing herself against the door, sitting sideways as if trying to create as much distance

disdain at her laughable attempt

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

edge of the seat, hardly in a

forward before being

shifting from

body through the slight brush of his fingers was undeniable and hard

hesitated before lifting her eyes to meet Emyr’s intense

more unsettling than the

tried to inch away, hoping to retreat back toward the

to a sudden halt, throwing her

if things weren’t bad enough, Charmaine landed face–first onto

firm and warm–was that muscle?

a glare at Tad, who

just a red light, Ms. Nelson. Sit properly.”

Charmaine was speechless.

wanted to sit

the moment she got in the car, she hadn’t even had a

tried to sit up, only to be

hoping you’ll fall straight into my

“You really know how to be more full of

distance between us just now wasn’t your