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.

fool of herself on camera and even her once–doting

as the crew helped her back into her wheelchair, a hand reached over and picked up a familiar–looking amulet.

neck and found it bare. She wanted to snatch the amulet back, but stopped short when she saw who held

her heart pounding as she looked at Kane.

to exchange a few words with Kane. It wasn’t because of his star status, but rather because he was from a rich

hadn’t said anything, but she knew their family’s business was suffering. If she could connect with the Morgans, her father would surely hold her in

she lifted her pale, delicate face, her voice soft

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

Kathryn spoke, her eyes welled up with tears,

rolled her eyes but

by Kathryn’s pitiful act. He’d worked with enough seasoned

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

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

lately had taken a liking to the master’s works, privately collecting several

pleased that he initiated conversation, but

the amulet.

that bitch Winnie. She wouldn’t be caught dead wearing something made by Winnie if it weren’t

at Winnie, who was nearby, and mumbled, “It was a gift from my brother, not from

since Winnie hadn’t claimed the

of his guess, “The patterns on this carved artwork

master to work on inscriptions. I couldn’t help

zoomed in on the amulet, capturing its design in detail.

Horace, Clifford, and Springer touched their own amulets recognizing it as one of Winnie’s creations. What did Winnie’s amulet have to

the Bryant Manor, Hobson felt a rush of excitement at Kane’s words. Knowing Kane’s hobby of collecting carved

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

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