<b>Chapter </b><b>205 </b>
“What weck right now is traffic. Once we get more viewers, everyone will earn way more money!
“Our edge over otherpanies? Simple. We’ve got money, and money solves everything!
“I’ve already partnered with major media tforms to promote us. Every leading app store has promised to feature MindDrift on their front page<b>.” </b>
In the conference room, Carmen spoke with fiery confidence. She might not have the business experience others did, but so what? Profit was all that
mattered.
Carmen had already fired the professional CEO Daxton hired. Anyone who dared to stand in her way was her enemy!
Some in the room were fired up with excitement, while others couldn’t shake their growing concerns.
“Carmen,tely, several streamers have been hospitalized because of those extreme PK battles on our tform. Shouldn’t we do something about it?”
Carmen snapped back impatiently, “We are handling it. PR’s paying them off to keep quiet.
“Besides, they signed contracts. If they want to keep earning on my tform, they’ll stay silent.” She took things way too much for granted.
She was loaded. She paid whatever hush money they demanded. The penalties for those PK battles? Their choice. She just chose not to interfere. In her eyes, none of this was her fault.
She even shelled out extra cash as bonuses for all the traffic they brought to the tform. Honestly, they should be falling over themselves to thank me! What’s there to worry about?‘
The concerned employee still wore a troubled expression. ‘Even if we let that slide, what about those obviously suspicious financial transactionstely?”
Streamers “gifting” billions during PKs? That was straight–up moneyundering!
If authorities investigated, they’d all be liable.
“Listen up. Stay with me, and I’ll make you rich. Here’s a spoiler. After Christmas, Wilson Group is investing in MindDrift.
“If you’re too scared? Leave now. I won’t stand in your way!”
The Wilson Group?
The conference room was filled with a mix of expressions, but a few still harbored deep concerns about the hidden dangers <b>of </b>Mind Drift. Afraid it might one day blow up in their faces, they wavered for a moment and then leave.
Carmen stared coldly at the hesitant few as they left the conference room, then scoffed, “Mark my words. Everyone who walks out today will regret it.
“One more thing. My brother Trevor, the A–list Oscar winner, will personally endorse our tform.”
Carmen’s words were a bit vague, which easily led to misunderstandings.
Everyone assumed Trevor would stream on MindDrift. Ever since yzy exploded in poprity, celebrities joining live tforms w.
listers.
ndy, even A
But in reality, Trevor had little faith in Carmen’s Venture. He thought Daxton and Mom might blindly fund Carmen, but as a public figure, his reputation was everything. He’d agreed to a vague “promotion“, not signing up.
If anything ever went wrong, Trevor could easily shift the me, iming he only supported his sister Carmen out of family loyalty and was totally unaware of the specifics.
Right now, Carmen didn’t think that far.
Carmen made the call and began pouring vast sums of money into an all–out, relentless promotional blitz for MindDrift.
Bryan and Emery’s betrayal had taught Carmen a harsh lesson–family love was fickle. Aubree had won them over <b>with </b><b>talent</b>. <b>Carmen </b><b>would </b>reim her ce in the Wilson family with results.
MindDrift’s ads exploded across every tform, dwarfing even yzy’sunch hype. Every major media tform was promoting <b>MiridDrift</b>.
Aubree observed everything.
Most of Bree Tech’s employees were on holiday, but a few critical operations continued For instance, Birgitte was still following Logan’s family. Their interview footage was already in the can, now just waiting for Aubree’s green light.
Aubree had pretty much uncovered all the shady dealings at Rosepoly Group.
Scrolling through the endless MindDrift ads, Aubree smirked. “Enjoy the celebration while itsts. The reckoning ising.”
A message from Bowen popped up on her phone: [I’ve got everything ready for our trip to Shiyvania. We leave when you’re ready.]
Aubree replied: [In two days.]
With Anthony removed from his position, Emery needed toplete the formal transition process before taking over. Ronald nned to use <b>Rosepoly </b>Group’s annual meeting to officially announce that Emery would be taking charge of thepany going forward.
As the dominant force in Rithol City’s real estate industry, its annual g, a high–profile event packed with industry elites and media, was the perfect stage.
In the front row, Bowen stood out in a crisp white suit.
Next to him sat Emery, his attention furtively drifting toward Bowen. ‘What’s he doing here?‘
Bowen almost never showed up at business gs like this; he usually sent his assistant, Kelvin. The rtionship between the Turner and Wilson families was always lukewarm, and after the whole Aubree situation, the invitation had been a mere formality. No one expected him to show up.
His presence meant trouble.
Emery’s eyes darted across the room. ‘Is Aubree here too?‘
Bowen shot him a nce. “Don’t bother. She’s not here.
“What makes you think she’d ever want to see you again?”
Emery’s face stiffened, and he mumbled, “We’re family, after all.”
“Are you?” Bowen narrowed his eyes with a faint smirk. “Well, let’s see if you can keep that attitudeter.”
The truth about Alice wasn’t fully uncovered yet, but Bowen was already certain of the truth. He couldn’t wait <b>to </b>see the Wilson <b>family’s </b>reaction <b>when </b>they found out Alice had deliberately abandoned Bree. The fallout would be delicious.
Bowen wondered what secrets Alice was truly hiding.
As <b>the </b>event began<b>, </b>unease coiled in Emery’s gut. He pulled an organizer aside and warned in <b>a </b>low <b>voice</b><b>, </b>“Be extra careful <b>tonight</b><b>.</b><b>” </b>
He was right <b>to </b>worry. Bowen was here just <b>to </b>watch Rosepoly Group’s downfall.
Right on schedule, the host took the stage, showering Emery with praise. Then came the <b>announcement</b><b>. </b><b>“</b><b>Now</b><b>, </b>let’s wee <b>Mr. Wilson</b><b>* </b>
<b>The </b>screen flickered.
The screen, which was supposed to disy Emery’s photo, suddenly went ck for a split second before lighting up again, only to show a <b>viden </b><b>ying </b>
instead.
Three unfamiliar faces appeared on screen, an elderly couple and a girl, all looking visibly uneasy.
“Shut it off!” Emery shouted instinctively.
But it was already toote.
Since the video appeared on the screen, there was no way to stop it until it ran its full course.