True Tycoon Her Empire, Her Rules

Chapter 181

As Hobson felt the cold dismissal in her voice, his scalp tensed with a foreboding chill.

It was a clear, blinding warning to shut up!

While he was still frozen in shock, Winnie smoothly sidestepped him, yanked open the rear car door, and hopped in.

Just as she was about to close the door, Hobson’s towering frame squeezed in after her.

Forced to scoot over, Winnie shot him a look that would be more at home in a hospital’s psych ward. The driver, catching the silent tiff in the rear–view mirror, hurriedly turned to explain,

“Mr. Bryant, I drive for Mr. Patterson. He needs Ms. Bryant’s help with something, and I’m supposed to get her to him, right away.”

The mention of Mr. Patterson initially didn’t register with Hobson, but when he realized the driver was referring to Drake, his eyes bulged with surprise.

The Pattersons and Bryants had their connections, sure, and Drake and Horace were chummy, but… since when was Winnie so chummy with that devil?

Her hasty departure earlier had clearly been prompted by a message from him.

They were exchanging contact info now?!

He didn’t even have Winnie’s number!

He couldn’t even get her to share Master Winner’s contact for a custom crystal commission, and here she was, racing off at a single buzz from someone else.

Hobson felt an inexplicable pang of irritation. After all, he was Winnie’s family!

Winnie, oblivious to the whirlwind of emotions Hobson was grappling with, simply implored after the driver’s explanation, “Can you get out now, please?”

Initially, Hobson had the impulse to bolt at the knowledge that this was Drake’s vehicle. Drake was notorious for disliking others in his car. But now that Winnie seemed so keen to “shoo” him away, he was stubbornly planting his feet.

Master Winner to craft that crystal

a response, and the driver’s

driver’s gaze and then glanced at Hobson before saying,

to dig in his heels as well,

texted her that he was tied up and couldn’t make

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housekeeper or

follow Winnie into the Game car. She read the message Hobson sent and her usually graceful face twisted with displeasure for a moment before she threw her hairbrush and a new doll

alerted her, “Hobson has declined your request once, resulting in a

had been stagnant for a while, and the system advised Amber to intensify her pursuit

swallow. She had spent years cultivating

to the system’s rules, any refusal of a request, no matter how trivial, would result in a default

that was incredibly unfair. Even getting one point was a struggle!

without ever demanding anything, partly to show she wasn’t after the Bryant’s

she would never dream of asking Hobson for

like Springer, running after Winnie, which was why she had messaged him against

Hobson had rejected her! For

what had changed. Everything had been fine before, so why were people turning on her all of

no idea his message had caused Amber such distress. He gazed out at the retreating landscape, his brow furrowed

her out there, but when he turned to speak, he saw Winnie sitting with her eyes closed, resting in the backseat.

could just make out a slight dark circle under her eyes. It didn’t look too bad thanks to her

She got

it because of the reality show she was filming? Sure, no bed was as comfortable as the one at home, and having to share a room with two others must be a pain. That’s

her choices, but ultimately

until they reached a developing area on the outskirts of the city.

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