True Tycoon Her Empire, Her Rules

Chapter 188

The assistant frowned at Mae’s words.

“Seriously, Mae?” she said, “Anny told you to lay off the internet drama for a while. She was already peeved when you went rogue and hired some trolls to trash–talk Winnie. Now this…”

“And what? You’re blaming me too?” Mae glared at her assistant. Normally, she would maintain her starlet composure, but today, her fury cast aside any semblance of emotional control. She was about to rip into her assistant again when a sharp toothache seized her, causing her to clutch her cheek.

“Whatever. My tooth is killing me. Just go and make me a dentist appointment.”

Ever since Mae’s fiasco at the Ghostly Guidance event, it seemed her luck had taken a nosedive. First her manager had a go at her, and now even sipping cold water triggered a

toothache.

The assistant, though skeptical, couldn’t help but offer some advice.

“Should I get you some painkillers for now? Anny said that ever since the show announced your departure, the paparazzi will be on your tail. You really should avoid going out…”

Mid–sentence, the assistant remembered something else and hastily added, “And, uh, the show sald

guy who was using dark magic to harm people got caught, but since you were one of his victims, you might still be in for a string of bad luck. Better stay in-”

Before she could finish, a half–empty water bottle hurled through the air, hitting her shoulder. She winced in pain.

Mae, her face once adored by fans like the moon in a clear night sky, was now twisted with a sinister scowl. “You think you can tell me what to do? Believe me, I can fire you in a

heartbeat!”

the mood to listen

After all, she still had

manager for going over her head to cancel her contract with the show, she might have asked

disregarded her assistant’s warning, who, intimidated by her glare, obediently went to book the

frustration, muttered, “Let her go

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She’s beyond help.

things around, but you can’t save someone from themselves.

afternoon, Mae, fully incognito with a mask

but to leave the house. The morning’s toothache was

her assistant, she visited a big dental clinic in

as soon as they left the house, they were spotted by lurking

comments. While a few sympathized with her, suspecting

unfollowing, Mae’s online reputation was plummeting. But the paparazzi were eager to capitalize on this last

her assistant finally emerged. The paparazzi swarmed them, desperate for fresh footage.

Guidance, what do you

stepping out today for some

their questions but knew better than to confront them head–on. With clenched

further inquiries and

the paparazzi weren’t satisfied with such a mundane answer and kept pestering

and desperate to reach her waiting car, Mae suddenly took off running.

by surprise, gave chase.

Mae tripped right before she reached the car and

immediately shouted, “We didn’t touch her! We didn’t cause her