The Heiress They Couldn't Break Novel

Chapter 17 GJX e Gianna's face was so dark it looked like a storm cloud ready to burst . Finished Damn it . The livestream comments were blowing up with praise for Amelia - while she was getting roasted as " dumb and petty . " Her carefully crafted image was crumbling . Seriously , what the hell . She clenched her fists so hard her nails dug deep into her palms . No. She had to find a way to flip this around . By the time she got back to the rural courtyard , the sun was already setting . Everyone rushed to cook , eat , and then scatter for free time .

Gianna slipped away after dinner , ducking into the makeshift dressing room and slamming the door . Her agent , Melissa Dawn , was pacing inside , looking ready to explode . " Gianna ! What the hell are you doing ? " She kept her voice low . " The chat is tearing you apart ! Bitch , idiot , drama queen- they're all calling you that ! " She was about to lose her mind . Her public persona had been spotless . One show , and her reputation was tanking . Gianna's expression twisted . " How was I supposed to know that bitch could fake it so well ? Back home , Amelia was a total waste of space !

" " What good is complaining now ? " Melissa flicked through stats on her tablet , face tight . " Your fans are trying to drown out the hate , but the casual audience already hates you . You need to turn this around - fast ." " What's my brother saying ? " Gianna asked . She had no phone on her , and couldn't contact him . But Marcelo always had a way . " Mr. Nygard's already spoken with the director , but things are getting out of hand . You'll need to find a way to trip Amelia up yourself , Melissa pressed . Gianna nodded . " Fine . I'll keep my eyes open . " " I can't stay here too long .

I'm leaving ," Melissa said , shoving some snacks and face cream on the way out , worried her client would look wrecked when the show wrapped . Gianna wolfed down the food , then went back out . Hmph . She wasn't about to suffer like the others . Still, she had to come up with something - fast - to deal with Amelia . In the Curran Villa . Jeremy was in his study , a laptop open beside him . The live broadcast of Heiress Bootcamp was streaming , Since Amelia joined the show , she'd all but disappeared from his world . The gap gnawed at him , so this was the only way to keep tabs .

P P . Chapter 17 GJX And she hadn't disappointed . Finished The camera panned to her just as she crouched in the yard , coaxing a fire to life . Jeremy casually dropped 20 gala gifts into the stream . The screen exploded with special effects . The chat went insane . [ Holy hell , who's this sugar daddy ? ] [ Must be here for Gianna - so romantic ! ] [ No way , he's after Amelia . Look , he only sends gifts when the camera's on her . ] Jeremy's lips curved with the faintest smile . His long fingers danced over the keys , and another wave of extravagant effects detonated in the chat .

The directors noticed instantly . " Track that ID ! " the assistant director shouted . " That guy's already dropped over a million ! " Amelia , oblivious , fed wood to the fire , the flames lighting her flawless profile . The comments flared again . [ She looks stunning even while lighting a fire ! ] [ Another gift ! Definitely for Amelia ! ] [ Gianna's fuming , hahaha . ] And Gianna was about to lose it . She stared daggers at the donor list . Every single lavish gift from the mysterious " GJX " account landed squarely on Amelia's shots . " Damn it . Who the hell is this GJX ?

Why throw money around like that ? " she was seething inside . Her thoughts slipped to Vincent . Since Amelia had called off the engagement , his attitude toward her had shifted . Gianna pressed her lips together . She wouldn't allow it . When this show ended , she planned to patch things up with Vincent . Whatever Amelia wanted , Gianna would take . Always . The program rolled on . The producers announced the day's task : the guests had to head to the village fish market and sell the fishermen's fresh morning catch .

Whoever earned the most would get first pick of dinner ingredients - live seafood . " Sell fish ? " Gianna wrinkled her nose in disgust , muttering under her breath , " What filthy work ." But as soon as the cameras turned , she pasted on a sugary smile . " I'm so excited ! I've never tried anything like this before ! " The chat pounced immediately . " Didn't she just look disgusted ? " " She flips moods faster than a light switch . " " Girl reeks of fake . " Everyone disliked the idea , but only Gianna had slipped up enough to show it . p p The Heiress They Couldn't Break