True Tycoon Her Empire, Her Rules ( Winnie and Suzan ) -
Chapter 120
Chapter 120
When the live stream kicked off earlier than scheduled, Winnie’s reaction was caught on camera for all the viewers to see
“Why does Winnie look so off? Has she spotted trouble again?”
“They’re all on a reality show, but she’s the only one with a sour face.”
“Yeah, even at the start of the show, she was picking on Naylor. She’s so annoying!”
“Hold on, aren’t you overreacting? She just furrowed her brow a bit, how is that making face?”
a sour
“I’ve noticed that Winnie seems to have quite a few haters.”
“I’ve noticed that too. Every time Winnie appears, the chat is flooded with insults. It almost seems coordinated.”
“Has someone got it in for her? She’s just à regular person and hasn’t offended anyone, right? The chat was ablaze with debate over who was behind the negative comments directed at
Winnie.
On camera, Winnie and the rest of the crew had just stepped out of the vehicle.
After her momentary cold expression, Winnie had regained her composure. By the time she stepped out, her face had returned to its usual detached demeanor.
The villa in front of them belonged to the Hendersons.
Winnie had lived there for eighteen years; no one knew this place better than she did.
Almost the moment she stepped out of the car, she had pinpointed the problem with the
villa.
The question was whether the Hendersons had reached out to the show by chance… or if it was intentional.
As the crew arrived, the Hendersons‘ housekeeper came out to greet them. Her face broke into a smile at the sight of Winnie, and she almost said, “Ms…”
But before she could finish, Winnie shot her a look and cut her off with a cool, “Hello.”
The housekeeper pressed her lips together, shifting her gaze away from Winnie and addressing the show’s producer instead, “They are waiting inside. Please, come in.”
Everyone followed the housekeeper inside where indeed, three people sat in the living room, all looking rather unwell.
Suzan, who took care of the siblings daily, lacked an amulet for protection and had been plagued by misfortune. The once pampered lady seemed to have aged years in just a few
days
Quincy Henderson had sought refuge in Breeze Monastery after failing to procure an amulet. from Kathryn. He looked slightly rejuvenated by the monastery’s peace but was still visibly wom down
Out of the three, Kathryn was faring the best, but that was only in regards to her complexion. She had a cast on her leg, a bandage around her head, and was sitting in a wheelchair. Her condition could only be described as pitiable.
The viewers were taken aback at the sight of the family.
“Wow, they look like they’ve been through the wringer.”
“What happened to them?”
“Looks like they’ve all been injured.”
“Is it just me or do they all seem to be staring at Winnie?”
“It’s not just you, I noticed it too.”
“Even the housekeeper seemed to be watching her. Do they know Winnie?”
“It’s you?” Mervin was the first to break the silence, but his question was directed at Quincy among the three.
Quincy shifted his gaze from Winnie to Mervin with a wry smile. “Master Mervin, we meet again.”
It seemed Mervin was already briefed on today’s case. He looked somewhat troubled but didn’t hide it, explaining to the host, Ned, “Ned, Mr. Henderson previously sought help from Breeze Monastery for a certain matter, but it was beyond our capabilities to resolve. I doubt I’ll be much help to him today.”
His candid admission didn’t shy away from revealing his limitations in front of the audience.
After a pause, Mervin added, “However, if we could find Master Winner, the person whol provided the amulets for us, then Mr. Henderson’s problems might be solved.”
Mervin had a personal interest in meeting the mysterious Master Winner. He had inquired about the amulets‘ origin but was only told they were obtained through a friend by Mr. Baily, who he felt was not entirely truthful.
Baily, standing beside Bagot, winced at the mention and turned away, pretending not to
notice.
Ned, aware of the amulet’s source and the identity of Master Winner, chose not to engage with the topic.
Master Winner might be skilled, but he was not a guest of their show.
After all, they were in the middle of filming and couldn’t just start seeking outside help. Ned laughed it off, “Well, let’s first see what our guests make of the situation before we make any
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decisions. After all, it’s our show that Mr. Henderson has asked for help.”
Upon hearing this, Quincy stepped forward, “There’s no need to trouble anyone else. She can solve my family’s problem.”
He pointed directly at Winnie.
All eyes followed his finger to land on Winnie, who, perhaps expecting this, showed not surprise or emotion and remained silent.
“You all know each other?” Candace, familiar with the industry’s social cues, picked up on the connection between the family and Winnie instantly.
Quincy pressed his lips together but remained silent. Kathryn, however, wheeled herself over with a look of practiced helplessness, “Sister… please help our brother.”
The moment the words left her mouth, it wasn’t just the guests in attendance who were taken aback; the viewers in front of the live stream were equally shocked.
“So they do know each other! Calling her ‘sister‘–sounds like a pretty complex relationship.”
“Wow, a juicy love story just popped into my head!”
“Funny, I’ve got one too.”
“A poor but academically stellar high school girl falls in love with a rich kid, only to be drivent away by his mother’s hefty bribe. When they meet again, the once nerdy girl has transformed into the darling of the Mystical Sects, leaving the rich kid and his family drowning in regret….”
“Hold up, are you psychic? It’s like you’ve got a camera in my brain!”
“True love never lasts; it’s the game that wins hearts.”
“I’ll bet a hundred bucks that there’s a backstory between Winnie and that Henderson heir!” The viewers‘ imaginations were running wild, but on screen, Winnie stood still, her gaze towards Kathryn filled only with indifference.
Seeing her reluctance to engage, Kathryn clenched her teeth and tried again, “Sister…”
if you
call me But before she could continue, Winnie cut her off with an icy tone, “Believe me, ‘sister‘ one more time, I won’t hesitate to play that recording again, right here in front of the
camera.”
With that single sentence, Kathryn’s feigned innocence vanished, her face turning ashen.
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