True Tycoon Her Empire, Her Rules

Chapter 202

Gentry and Sean weren’t whispering at all. Everyone, from guests and villagers to the folks watching the live–stream, caught their every word.

Some, like Gentry, just figured Sean was being modest.

But Winnie knew better. Humility wasn’t Sean’s style, so if he said something, it had to be the truth.

However, when she had rushed to the pond’s edge last night, she did feel an elusive trace of mystical energy.

At that time, she had assumed it was Sean’s. But it seems like that’s not the case now.

So where did that subtle force come from?

Winnie pondered, her gaze drifting towards Gentry, a hunch quietly forming in the back of her mind.

Before long, the group made their way down the hill and back to the village.

The Chief had to inform the villagers about the werewolf sighting, discuss building a shrine, and propose to honor the legend in the town hall. After a quick exchange with the television crew, he led a procession of villagers to prepare for a grand assembly.

Bagot was about to suggest the guests take a break when Joseph, trailed by his cameraman, approached them.

He had skipped the morning hike due to feeling under the weather, but after following their adventure on the live feed, he hurried over as soon as he knew they were back.

Determined to stick with the “Ghostly Guidance” crew for the next few episodes, he didn’t want his fans to think he couldn’t make it past one.

Looking refreshed from a good night’s sleep and this morning’s rest, his youthful vigor was unmistakable as he greeted everyone with enthusiasm and concern, his worry landing deliberately on Winnie’s face.

Then his gaze shifted to Sean standing beside Winnie. The strikingly handsome teenager had an air of awe about him that was hard to miss.

owe you one for last night. Didn’t get a chance to properly introduce myself. I’m

his hand, not waiting for Sean’s consent before eagerly

a hint of impatience on his face. In a swift motion, he

1050

cry of pain caught everyone, crew and viewers alike, completely

What are you doing? Let go,” Gentry was the first to react,

anyone and released Joseph as Gentry

him and turned to Sean, her voice calm as she asked, “What’s

well–versed in human niceties, noted the lack of anger in her eyes and huffed, glaring at Joseph with a dangerous tone, “He touched the palm of my hand. And after, he

lightning in broad daylight, shocking the on–site

that? Surely not what I’m

up, Joseph, why would you touch a young guy’s hand like that?”

Joe was just being friendly with a handshake. There’s no way it was like what he just said. Maybe someone’s trying to frame

Joseph had a legion of “fans” who still

no reason set them off, and they

out to get you? That is such a twisted

for women to play the

to him before? Only those who’ve been violated have such paranoia, thinking the

so much

chat took a distasteful turn,

expressing his feelings, and here come Joseph’s rabid fans attacking

spread baseless rumors. He’s just a boy. Have some decency, will you?” “Didn’t you hear what

know Joe. Why would he make up lies about

strings

it’s someone being manipulated, I won’t say who, but

only one reminded of the ‘sixth guest‘ curse? Isn’t this a sign of impending doom?”