"I suggested this idea because I remembered that my friend, who lent you her property, actually has connections with that ce. Perhaps she could help introduce you to the racecourse manager, so you could discuss a potential cooperation," Hera said, maintaining a steady gaze and a convincing tone. She spoke off the cuff, finding herself surprised at how effortlessly the lie came to her.
Bry’s father fully believed Hera’s exnation, and both Bry and his uncle looked thrilled. They hadn’t invited Hera to dinner to discuss this opportunity because they didn’t know her background and didn’t want to impose. When Bry’s father asked, he was simply taking a chance, as he only knew Hera from the city and found the high-profile contacts he had previously dealt with too aloof to approach.
He hadn’t expected Hera to actually have a solution. Without dy, Hera texted Cindy to make the arrangements and soon received a schedule for tomorrow morning, which she happily shared with Bry’s father. Their joy was so evident that Hera felt her own heart swell with happiness. She loved seeing others so pleased; for her, the joy of helping wasn’t about gaining reverence but about sharing and making others happy.
The sense of fulfillment from her good deeds was reward enough for her. After her dinner with Bry and his family, she returned to thepany to continue her lessons, which stretchedte into the night. Her mentors reassured her that she was progressing steadily and quickly towards their goal, achieving results that surpassed their previous expectations.
All her mentors echoed the same sentiment, and her records were passed on to Betty, who called her with a cheerful reminder to avoid overexerting herself and to get enough rest. Betty arranged for Daisy to drive Hera home, ensuring she could rx during the journey. Once she arrived home, she quickly ran a warm bath to soothe her aching body. It felt like each day had be increasingly busy and hectic as the story progressed.
Drama seemed to follow her wherever she went, even though she had no desire to be involved. Perhaps this was simply part of being a female lead—trouble inevitably finds its way to you. At the moment, her biggest concerns were Alice and Minerva, buttely, it was Alice who had be the main source of trouble, overshadowing Minerva.
And Alexi’s relentless pestering as well. As she recalled the trouble he caused, she picked up her phone from the edge of the bathtub and scrolled through thetest trending news. With Betty fueling the fire and Rafael’sck of intervention, public opinion had turned sharply against Alexi. Although the majority ofments were negative, it wasn’t a case of a heinous crime, so some of his fans continued to defend him amid the bacsh.
Despite this, Alexi’s career appeared to be over. He was required topensate for all the damages caused by his scandal to his coborators, who had to terminate their contracts. Furthermore, those who paid for the contract cancetions began cklisting Alexi through their connections. The significant financial losses they incurred, which affected their cash flow, meant they would seek to recover their capital sooner orter with a means to turn their hostility on Alexi who caused all this.
ording to her bodyguards, who had been monitoring the situation, they had already apprehended a dozen of Alexi’s most fanatical followers lurking around her, with ns to harm her. Among them, one individual even carried sulfuric acid, intending to disfigure Hera in an attempt to prevent her from seducing the men around her.
She found it ironic that, while Minerva was the one who stole someone else’s boyfriend and became a mistress, she was beingbeled a seductress. Hera chuckled as she continued scrolling, noticing that the drugging incident was also gaining traction. Despite all themotion, she remained at the top of the trending list, where she was being branded as the illegitimate child of a prominent family.
Hera felt like she was going to vomit blood. No matter what she did, it seemed she would always find herself entangled in some scandal, trending on social media whether the news about her was true or false.
Manyizens eagerly joined the spection, as if engaged in a scavenger hunt for clues in all of Hera’s photos. They scrutinized every image she shared, noting even the understated hints of luxury, and began investigating the prices of the outfits she wore.
Even the scarf she had tied to her bag earlier was added to the list—Océanie - La Mer (Oceania - The Sea), priced at $972,500. Her Hermès So ck Feather Kelly, valued at $300,000, was also scrutinized. Hera was shocked to discover the true worth of the items she had worn; she hadn’t realized they were worth so much and found the situation almost absurd.