True Tycoon Her Empire, Her Rules

Chapter 133

Even knowing he couldn’t get a replacement, Kane felt no regret.

Sure, the charm was used, but at least it saved a life.

Mervin had brought it up as a reminder.

For these celebs without a lick of psychic power, even with a charm, they shouldn’t be the first. to rush into danger, let alone get cocky because they were armed with a charm.

Especially since the ghost just wanted to give the boastful Mrs. Henderson a good scare, not take her out. Otherwise, today’s incident wouldn’t have ended so simply.

Thanks to Barton’s mishap, the crew was now evacuating the premises.

Kane and his fellow guests, along with the host, made their way out, aiming to wrap up episode on a high note at the doorway.

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Just as they were about to reach the exit, a voice came from behind, followed by a thud and at groan.

The guests‘ cameramen, who were all walking ahead to capture the action, managed to get the scene behind the guests on film.

The live

group,ream showed Kathryn, maneuvering her electric wheelchair as if chasing after the

She managed the ramp just fine, but upon reaching the flat ground after the stairs, the chair jolted to the side as if it hit something. Kathryn tumbled out in a heap of disarray..

Even though the crew knew about the Henderson heiress’s past misdeeds, they couldn’t just stand by and watch her fall. They rushed over to help her up.

had led her to make a fool of herself on camera and even her once–doting mother and brother

crew helped her back into her wheelchair, a hand reached over and picked up a

she touched her neck and found it bare. She wanted to snatch the amulet back, but stopped short when

heart pounding as she looked at Kane.

few words with Kane. It wasn’t because of his star status, but rather because he was

was suffering. If she could connect with the Morgans, her father would surely

this in mind, she lifted her pale, delicate face, her voice

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saving my mother. If it hadn’t been for you, something terrible might

eyes welled up with tears,

watching from the side, rolled her eyes but kept quiet.

He’d worked with enough seasoned actors to know

he didn’t bother to call her out, simply replying, “Don’t

he handed back the amulet, he couldn’t help but comment on the craftsmanship. “This carved artwork, it’s by

works, privately collecting several pieces. But he had never seen an

was briefly pleased that he initiated conversation, but then choked when he

the amulet.

know any Master Winner. The amulet was clearly crafted by that bitch Winnie. She wouldn’t be caught dead wearing something made by Winnie if

nearby, and mumbled, “It was a gift from

Winnie any credit on camera, and since Winnie hadn’t claimed the amulet,

his guess, “The patterns on this carved artwork are indeed Master Winner’s style

work on inscriptions. I couldn’t help but

spoke, the cameraman zoomed in on the

of Winnie’s creations. What did Winnie’s amulet have to

Manor, Hobson felt a rush of excitement at Kane’s words. Knowing Kane’s hobby of collecting carved artworks, Hobson had no doubt about the

had Quincy gotten such an amulet? And why did it look oddly familiar?

other side, Mervin also leaned in to inspect the “amulet,” his memory tickled by the name Master