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 to

she’d be scared even if she did. After all, she still had that Protection Charm she snagged from the show’s set!

dark magic she o protect her from the dark magic she encountered. If only she hadn’t been so angry with her manager for going over her head to cancel

assistant’s warning, who, intimidated by her glare, obediently

rubbing her forehead with a sense of frustration, muttered,

12-20

She’s beyond help.

could turn things around, but you can’t save

afternoon, Mae, fully incognito with a mask and sunglasses, stepped

the house. The morning’s toothache was nothing compared to the swelling

by her assistant, she visited a

they left the house, they were spotted by lurking

Mae’s exit from Ghostly Guidance had sparked a variety of online comments. While a few sympathized with her, suspecting

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

waiting outside the clinic for over an hour, Mae and her assistant finally emerged. The paparazzi

with your departure from Ghostly Guidance, what do you have to

stepping out today for some

with anger at their questions but knew better than to confront them head–on.

further inquiries

weren’t satisfied with such a mundane answer

waiting car, Mae suddenly

by surprise, gave

Mae tripped right before she reached the car and took a

shouted, “We didn’t touch her! We didn’t cause her fall!”