Not A Small-Town Girl

standing on end. "Look at you. You don’t look like an idol at all. You look like a vagrant."

"What? Mom, why are you talking about me like that? My head still hurts. Why don’t you show me some concern?" Xavier pouted in protest.

Vivian thought of Xavier’s appearance yesterday and her head hurt even more. "Hurry up and do what you need to do. You’re so embarrassing. You’ve completely embarrassed me."

"How am I embarrassing?" Xavier was completely dejected. It was indeed disgraceful. He also felt a little embarrassed. ’Fortunately, I don’t have much interaction with Jaden.’

"Hey, show me some concern. I’ve been despised by our mother." Xavier pounced on the sofa and sought the comfort of his brothers.

"Get up." The brothers pushed Xavier away mercilessly.

Xavier’s phone rang. When he saw that it was his manager, he had a feeling that something bad was going to happen.

Xavier resignedly answered the call. "Xavier, you’re courting disaster again. Can you not go a day without trending? Are you that restless?" his manager shouted angrily over the phone.

"What trending topic? I’ve been at home all this time. I didn’t do anything." Xavier was confused.

"Have you been drinking? Sticking your head out on an overpass and waving at passing cars, and someone even caught it on camera, making it to the trending news! Now your fans are calling you a fool. What happened to your cool, aloof image? Do you even care about it anymore?" Xavier’s antics were so frequent that his manager had a heache. Xavier took out his phone and looked for trending topics related to him. ’How could that be? He even said that I looked like a fool. I am not. He said, "There’s no trending topic about me! Are you old and blind? Do you want me to take on some jobs again?"

The manager took it out to take a look. The trending topic was gone. "I don’t know which kind-hearted person removed your trending topic. Can you stop causing trouble for me? Give me some peaceful days!"

"Got it. I’m hanging up." Xavier decided to never drink again. Drinking only brought trouble.

After taking a shower, Danielle lay on the bed and picked up her phone to read the messages sent by her subordinate. [Miss Darling, in the past few days, the Prosper Group has been closely involved with the Dixon, Harris, and Stuart families, injecting funds into each of them. It seems highly likely that the poisoning incident we discussed last time was orchestrated by the Prosper Group.]

It was the same as Danielle had guessed. She typed: [Continue to monitor them. Intercept their businesses when necessary. Since the Prosper Group has such a long reach, chop off their hands.]

Her subordinate thought, ’Miss Darling deserves to be my boss. She’s brave enough.’