True Tycoon Her Empire, Her Rules ( Winnie and Suzan )
Chapter 122

Chapter 122 

As the live stream’s vibe, which was relatively normal at first, took a sudden turn for the bizarre. The online world outside was already stirring up old drama. The cyber–bullying incident that had been buried under the buzz of the finals week was resurrected with renewed vigor, further fueled by recordings of the live stream now circulating on social media. 

The sudden spike in viewers left Bagot speechless again. Who would have thought that simply filming a reality show would lead to such a surge in popularity? 

It was a mystery to him how these viewers operated, almost more mystifying than the show’s supernatural theme itself. 

Meanwhile, at Henderson Manor, all people, including the Hendersons, were oblivious to the online storm. Kathryn, realizing the gravity of the situation, had dialed back her damsel–in–distress act, now adopting a meek and helpless demeanor. 

Quincy didn’t expect Kathryn to say something nice anyways. It would be better if she kept quiet. 

Stepping forward, he approached Winnie with a softened tone. “Winnie, I know you didn’t want to get involved with our family anymore, but I’m really out of options here. You’re the only one who can help us now.” 

Quincy was indeed one of the sharper tools in the Henderson family shed. Having been through the wringer before, he didn’t dare assume that Winnie would automatically be at their beck and call as she had been in the past. 

He was careful not to mention her connection to the Henderson family on camera, knowing she disliked being tied to them. Instead, he framed it as a plea for professional assistance, “You’re here for the show, and we’re just asking for help. You wouldn’t want our personal issues to interfere with your job, right?” 

His words were subtle, but Winnie was no fool; she knew exactly what he was playing at. 

She had suspected his motives from the moment he connected the production team – he was clearly targeting her. He knew that even if he went to the Bryants, she wouldn’t lift a finger, so he cleverly used the show as leverage. As long as she wanted to stay with the production, she would have no choice but to help resolve the Hendersons‘ current predicament. 

Kane had been quietly listening in on their conversation. Raised in a rich family and seasoned by years in showbiz, he immediately saw through Quincy’s scheme. 

Although not particularly close to Winnie, he disliked the tactic of using the show as a front to coerce someone into helping. He interjected with a chuckle. “Mr. Henderson, we all understand your troubles. The show is here precisely to solve problems like yours. Although Mervin and Winnie have said they can’t help with your particular issue, why don’t we give Gentry a try?” 

Gentry, unexpectedly called out, inwardly panicked but managed to maintain a cool facade. 

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Candace, upon hearing Kane’s suggestion, quickly jumped in. “Absolutely! We have Gentry, a well–known supernatural blogger online. Why don’t you share your problem with him. Mr. Henderson?” 

Her voice was sweet and crisp, instantly pushing Gentry into the spotlight, leaving Quincy no room to refuse. She wasn’t naive and could easily see the tension between Winnie and the 

Hendersons. 

Winnie had always been aloof but approachable during the show’s filming. The fact that she had shown overt coldness to the Hendersons upon meeting them meant they must have wronged her in some way. It was likely a deep–seated grudge. 

As Candace saw it, Quincy, who insisted on involving an unwilling Winnie, was no better than his sister Kathryn. 

Winnie caught on to the protective undertones in their voices and gave them both a slight, appreciative smile. 

Although Gentry was nervous, he had no choice but to step up to the plate. 

Seeing that Winnie truly seemed disinclined to intervene, Quincy frowned but restrained himself from being too forceful. He had done his homework; on this show, Mervin, Winnie, and Gentry were representatives of the so–called Mystical Sects. 

With Naylor out of the picture due to sudden illness, Candace and Kane were merely side characters. 

Suppressing his irritation, Quincy briefed Gentry and the crew about the recent disturbances at his family’s estate. 

He thought that even if Gentry couldn’t solve his problem, once Gentry failed, the production would have no choice but to turn to Master Mervin and Winnie for help. Considering the hiccups from the first episode of “Ghostly Guidance” and all the other incidents, the production. wouldn’t let their first case end in failure. 

Eventually, even if only for the sake of the show’s appeal, the production would likely pressure Winnie to step in. 

Quincy had everything planned out. His laid–out plan made him less thorough and respectful than usual when explaining the situation to Gentry. 

While Gentry might have seemed unassuming on the surface, he had been elevated by his online followers and was accustomed to a certain level of respect. Quincy’s dismissive attitude felt like a personal affront. 

He thought, “Is Quincy implying that I’m incapable of dealing with the issue at hand?” 

Even if Gentry truly lacked the means to resolve the problem, he certainly couldn’t accept being underestimated. 

So, he spoke up, determined to prove his worth, “I could tell something was off with Mr. 

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Henderson – like a dark cloud was hanging over his head, a kind of spiritual grime. To get rid of whatever was haunting Mr. Henderson, I knew I had to call in the big guns: my guardian angel. If she was willing to lend a hand, Mr. Henderson’s troubles would be toast.” 

Gentry was a pro at putting on a show online, and with that honest–to–goodness face of his that screamed “trustworthy,” even Quincy, who had been a skeptic, started to feel a glimmer of 

hope. 

Action spoke louder than words. Gentry had already set up his paraphernalia in advance and, right in front of the live stream, he started his ritual to summon the angel. To make it more engaging, he even asked Candace to play assistant.  S~ᴇaʀᴄh the FindNʘᴠᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

It was quite the spectacle. 

Winnie had heard her mentor talk about summoning guardian angels from the heavens, but she’d never witnessed it herself. Her curiosity piqued, she didn’t care that this was all for the Hendersons; she just watched Gentry intently as he “worked his magic.” 

Her eyes had always been able to see things others couldn’t, and as Gentry chanted in a low voice, she noticed a subtle, ethereal force gathering around them. 

Raising an eyebrow in surprise, Winnie hadn’t expected Gentry to have any real talent. 

But just as she was getting excited to see the angel Gentry was conjuring, the fragile force abruptly dissipated. 

What? Before she could wonder further, she saw Gentry stop his incantation and turn to Quincy with a completely transformed expression. 

The same honest face was now oddly twisted with a mischievous air. When he spoke again, his voice had changed, becoming shrill and flamboyant, “What do you need me for?” 

Winnie was taken aback. 

Was Gentry successful? No, that couldn’t be right. There was no sign of a divine aura around him. 

Gentry was… faking it! 

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