The top-tier billionaire heir unprecedentedly posted a sexy abs photo that went viral, captioned: "Waiting for you in bed." A currently trending pop starlet responded across the internet: "I'll come home early tonight." Overnight, the entire internet went crazy shipping them: "So sweet, this must be their official announcement." But, if she is his official girlfriend, then who am I? 01 I am a notorious, love-to-hate actress in the entertainment industry. Lately, my luck had been pretty terrible. Several hit TV shows I starred in were banned one after another because other actors in them got into legal trouble. I was in a bad mood and had no desire to film anything. My manager took the opportunity to sign me up for a live-streamed variety show. Besides me, the other invited guest star was the currently trending "it girl," Mia Sterling. She was the new rumored girlfriend of the top-tier billionaire heir, Nathaniel Blackwood, and also my nemesis. After the live stream officially started, the host asked us to greet the audience. Mia spoke first. Wearing a light blue dress, her voice was sickly sweet: "Hi everyone, it's your girl Mia." The host smirked and added, "Maybe in a little while, we'll have to change how we address her and call her Mrs. Blackwood." Amidst the teasing, Mia lowered her head and smiled shyly. "It's still too early for that." I couldn't help but frown. But out of politeness, I didn't interrupt her. The live chat boiled over: "Hahaha, so Mia is admitting to her relationship with Nate! I just saw a psychic reading two days ago saying our baby Mia has the face of a billionaire's wife. Who knew she'd become the crown princess of New York high society so fast." "Mia is too cute. No wonder the notoriously cold and untouchable billionaire heir fell for her. So sweet!!!" "Did you guys see the Instagram photo? OMG, Nate's body is insane. Looking at it makes me blush. I can't even imagine how 'happy' Mia's night life is." At this moment, someone noticed me in the corner: "Wait, what is with Scarlett's expression? Is this green tea bitch jealous seeing our baby Mia and Nate together? So scary." "Our Mia is more popular than her, more well-liked, and her boyfriend is a billionaire heir. She'll enjoy endless wealth for the rest of her life. Hah, Scarlett must be dying of jealousy inside." Seeing these malicious comments, I froze for a second. I wasn't jealous of Mia; I was just a bit confused. Three days ago, because that stubborn, old-fashioned man Nathaniel refused to try a new position, we got into a huge fight and started a cold war. I blocked all his social media and contact info. I didn't expect that when the dog couldn't reach me, he would actually, for the first time ever, update his Instagram account that he hadn't touched in a century. In the photo, the man had just stepped out of the shower, lying on the bed. A few crystal-clear water droplets perfectly highlighted his chiseled abs. His long, slender fingers grasped the dark-colored bedsheets in a mess. It was indescribably sexy and seductive. The caption: "Waiting for you in bed." It pushed that ambiguous atmosphere to the absolute limit. A few minutes later, Mia reposted this photo, shyly shouting out across the web: "I'll come home early tonight." That night, the hype around Mia and Nathaniel's ship rushed to the number one trending spot. It spread like wildfire, as if it were the absolute truth. The top comment from a shipper: "So sweet, this has to be the official announcement." I read it with a face full of question marks. If Mia is Nathaniel's official girlfriend, then who am I? Did this dog really find a new flame just three days into our cold war? Fine. Great. When we were together, he acted like his life depended on being modest. Even holding hands in public made his heart race and face turn red. I exhausted myself finally training him well, and as a result, he runs off to make a high-profile declaration of love to my nemesis??! 02 After the self-introduction segment passed, the host began arranging the first warm-up game. A cliché game of Truth or Dare. In the first round, Mia lost. The host got excited: "Will our Mia choose Truth or Dare?" Mia thought for a moment. "Truth." Seeing there was gossip to dig up, the host's pitch went up excitedly, "Oh, can we ask anything?" Hearing this, Mia shyly covered her face, "As long as it's not too overboard. That person is quite low-profile." The chat went into another sugar-craze frenzy: "Hahaha, Nate: Stop calling me 'that person', just read out my social security number already." "Who gets it? After officially announcing it, are the lovebirds not even hiding anymore? The sweetness is severely exceeding limits." "Scarlett's face is green, she's even rolling her eyes. She's been fighting with our Mia for resources for so many years. Now that our Mia has someone backing her, she's dumbfounded." No... I was just bored out of my mind and adjusting the position of my color contacts. How did that turn into rolling my eyes? After getting Mia's permission, the host wore an auntie-like smile: "Okay, our question is, can you describe the process of how you met that person?" Mia pursed her lips into a smile, as if reminiscing: "Last winter, as the spokesperson for the Blackwood Group, after finishing the commercial shoot, Nathaniel specifically bought a cup of hot cocoa and gave it to me. We strolled together in the garden..." The more Mia spoke, the redder her face got, finally lowering her eyes shyly. "Wow~ So romantic." The host and other guests gave appropriate reactions, seemingly intoxicated by the story too. But as the background extra in the corner, the more I listened, the more I felt something was wrong. I put down the orange I was halfway through eating and couldn't help but ask: "Are you sure that cup of hot cocoa was bought specifically for you by Nathaniel?" Mia paused for a second, raised her signature smile, and her voice sounded a bit wronged: "Yes, does Scarlett think I'm lying?" I advised her tactfully: "You might want to think back a little more carefully..." I had an impression of the shoot Mia was talking about. But I clearly remembered that day, due to some shameful reasons, Nathaniel didn't even go to the company at all. Instead, he messed around with me in the bedroom for the entire afternoon. From the bed to the floor-to-ceiling windows to the vanity... When he left that night, his belt was snapped. The hot cocoa was a winter perk sent by the company executives to all employees. Even the cleaning ladies got a cup. As for strolling in the garden, that was even more ridiculous. That day it was hailing ice chunks the size of pigeon eggs... Mia probably didn't expect to be questioned. Her sweet smile stiffened on her face, and her tone carried a trace of imperceptible anger: "Scarlett, you doubting me like this... are you very close with Nathaniel?" Due to professional reasons, I didn't want to expose my relationship with Nathaniel, plus we were still in a cold war, so I gave a vague answer: "We're alright." Just at the level of having negative-distance interactions four or five times a week. Mia put on an innocent look: "Oh, is that so. But, Scarlett, why have I never heard Nathaniel mention you..." The chat exploded: "Hahaha, the face-slap came as fast as a tornado! Scarlett, this try-hard, is going to kill me with laughter. She actually dared to question the relationship between Mia and Nate. I bet she hasn't even seen Nate's face." "Weakly asking, am I the only one who feels that Scarlett's dodging eyes make it look like she really has a history with Nate? What if Mia is actually lying..." "Upstairs, where did you get this psychotic delusion? How could Nate have any history with this clout-chasing chick? It's bad enough she competes with Mia for everything normally, but now she even dares to try to steal Nate. Her thick skin knows no bounds." 03 After the Truth or Dare game ended. It was nearing noon. The show had an established tradition since it first aired. Every guest star had to randomly draw a friend from their contacts list live on the show and invite them over. This would determine whether the guests would eat a feast or dark cuisine for lunch. This was also the show's glaringly obvious little scheme: by only paying the fee for two people, they could get the buzz of four celebrities. The assistant returned the phones that were collected at the start of the recording to me and Mia. The host spoke mysteriously: "Today's invitation segment is a bit different from before. You need to cast your phone screen to the big screen, and the fans will pick who you invite." Mia obligingly agreed and opened her iMessage. The big screen displayed her contact list. The pinned chat was named "My Nate". The number of viewers on the live stream practically doubled, everyone spamming "Nathaniel Blackwood", causing the popularity to skyrocket. The host looked at Mia with a face full of anticipation: "It seems the fans and I are very much looking forward to Mrs. Blackwood and Mr. Blackwood uniting on screen." Amidst the crowd's teasing, Mia slowly typed in the chat box: "Nathaniel, do you have time at noon?" The chat was boiling: "Yo yo yo, dating really turns people into kids, and our aloof Nate is no exception. Who is this cute nickname trying to kill with sweetness? Looking forward to the lovebirds in the same frame. Let's see if Scarlett still dares to be so arrogant." "I heard the Blackwood family has strict rules and a low-profile nature. They never allow descendants to participate in entertainment activities unrelated to the business. Is Nate going to break the rules for Mia? Wow, what an idol drama plot." Time ticked by, minute by second, and the chat box for "My Nate" remained completely silent. Mia had to exit the screen casting first. A few seconds later, she suddenly widened her eyes in surprise, her tone acting coquettish: "Nathaniel replied! He said he was just in a meeting. He's very busy today and can't make it this afternoon." "He also said he wants to buy me a few Hermes bags to make up for it. Hmph, how are a few bags enough? I want a hundred from him. I'll keep one, and give the rest to the host and the fans." Hearing that Nathaniel couldn't come, the fans in the chat were visibly disappointed, but the next second they got very excited to eat the sugar: "Wow, Nate spoils Mia so much. A hundred designer bags, just like that. He really is inhumanly rich. Can Mia let me possess her body for two days?" "Really have to thank Mia for bringing us such great perks. Can't believe how precious the bags bought by the billionaire heir will be." "Is this the domineering wealth of the richest man in the city? No wonder Scarlett is so jealous of Mia. She must be dying of red-eyed envy right now." The host's eyes lit up, her tone very exaggerated: "Then let me thank Mia in advance! I guess I'm bathing in Mrs. Blackwood's good fortune." In this atmosphere of peace and harmony, I couldn't hold it back and let out a laugh. Because Mia had already exited the screen casting, everyone couldn't see her chat box. But I knew, this was absolutely impossible to be a message Nathaniel sent her. Unsurprisingly, my laughter triggered another climax in the chat, everyone flaming me for "sour grapes." Only a few rational fans raised doubts: "How is it so coincidental? The moment she exits screen casting, Nate replies? Could Mia have made it up?" But very quickly, they were attacked back by the swarming netizens: "You must be a Scarlett fan. Like idol, like fan. Acting like rats in the gutter, universally hated and can't stand to see others do well." "..." After hearing the laugh, the host finally noticed my existence and casually asked without much care: "Scarlett, are you ready to cast your screen?" I was just about to nod when I suddenly remembered something and subconsciously gripped my phone tight: "Can we wait a second?" Mia comforted me gently, but a trace of mockery flashed through her eyes: "Scarlett, don't feel pressured. Even if you just invite a small actor, we'll be very happy." Seeing my delayed movement, the host got a bit annoyed: "Is Scarlett too tired from playing games just now? It's fine, I'll help you." The host snatched the phone from my hand. On the big screen, the first thing that caught everyone's eye was the sexy, chiseled contours of a man's silhouette, his pale pink lips slightly pursed. The man was kneeling on the wooden floor, his head tilted up slightly. Muscles were packed under a well-tailored suit, his tie casually being pulled by a woman's hand painted with red nail polish. Cold and dripping with sexual tension. Even though only the lower half of his face was exposed, someone in the chat recognized him at a glance: "Isn't this Nate? Why is Scarlett using Nate's picture as her wallpaper?" "Good lord, so Scarlett, the green tea bitch, is a delusional fan of Nate. No wonder she has so much hostility towards our Mia. Sure enough, solo fans only have mental breakdowns when the real sister-in-law appears." "But wait, this photo can't be searched anywhere on the entire internet. Why does Scarlett have it? I'm increasingly feeling like there might actually be something between these two..." "Bullsht, this is obviously photoshopped at first glance. If you ask me, just let Scarlett invite Nate too. Mia is too kind. Let Nate come over in person and extinguish her arrogance." "Hahaha, the person upstairs is a fcking genius! Why didn't I think of such a savage move? Yes, let her invite him! The woman who bullied Nate and even dared to photoshop pictures to disgust him—I can't wait to see this green tea's reputation ruined." "Support Scarlett inviting Nate!" Comments flooded the screen. 04 The host and other guests wore expressions waiting to watch a joke. Only Mia proactively leaned in. She had just faced a setback with her invitation and was eager to get her pride back from me: "Scarlett, the audience has made their choice. Why haven't you messaged Nathaniel yet?" A few seconds later, she suddenly seemed to realize something and whispered an apology: "I'm sorry, Scarlett. You said before that you knew Nathaniel very well, so I assumed you definitely had each other's contact info. I didn't expect that you wouldn't even have his number..." The chat scrolled crazily, maxing out the mockery: "Hahaha, the bluff got too big and now she can't wrap it up. If I were Scarlett, I'd pack my things and roll out of the show right now to save myself the embarrassment. I feel awkward for her." "No, but seriously, doesn't anyone else feel like Mia is acting a bit like a green tea bitch? She clearly knows Nate is busy, yet she still tells Scarlett to invite him. Isn't she intentionally trying to make her look like a fool?" "How is that green tea? Our Mia is the main chick. Seeing a vixen coveting her own husband and not cussing her out already shows our Mia has high class." Seeing me remain unmoved, the host voiced the injustice for Mia: "Scarlett, Mia is talking to you. Out of politeness, shouldn't you at least reply?" I looked at Mia and spoke flatly: "With such good acting skills, it'd be great if you used them when filming." The host's lips twitched in anger, but Mia stopped her, looking pitiful and fragile: "Scarlett, I understand you're in a bad mood right now." "How about this? I'll send you Nathaniel's contact info. But whether he's willing to add you, I can't guarantee..." I interrupted Mia carelessly: "No need. I have Nathaniel's number, I just blocked him." Mia's expression looked a bit shocked. She pouted, adopting a tone as if she were thinking of my best interests: "Scarlett, I know you have a strong personality and don't like being compared to others, but you really shouldn't make these kinds of jokes. It's really not funny..." The chat laughed: "People rack their brains trying to add Nate and can't even get in. She, on the other hand, just blocks him? Who is she kidding, a three-year-old?" "Damn, I hate people who act tough the most. Especially when they pretend so poorly. Our little angel Mia already nicely advised her several times, and even offered to give her Nate's number. She's not only ungrateful but also has this arrogant attitude." "Filming a show with such a toxic person... really feel bad for our Mia." The host looked like she was gloating over a disaster: "Scarlett, since you said you have Nate's contact, then invite him now." The guests all cast their gazes, waiting to see me make a fool of myself. Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, I slowly pulled out the contact named "Nate the Puppy" from my block list: "Giving you face. Come over at noon and cook." The other side replied instantly: "Baby, you finally remembered me." "Cooking together this afternoon? Let's use the position you picked last time, okay? I've already practiced it many times." "Baby, don't ignore me. I promise I absolutely won't refuse any of your demands in bed from now on..." I was already using my fastest speed to try and end the screen casting, but alas, Nathaniel's messages came in too fast. A few still got exposed to the public eye. Nathaniel's rapid-fire message bombing and R-rated texting style hard-cc'd the entire room for over ten seconds. 05 The host was stunned. "Scarlett, who are you messaging?" I secretly cursed this dog of a man for blurting out everything while busy explaining to her that cooking just meant normal cooking, answering without looking up: "Nathaniel Blackwood." "Nathaniel Blackwood from the Blackwood Group?" I asked coldly: "Could it be Nathaniel Blackwood from the Smith Group?" The host spent the entire show deliberately agreeing with Mia to belittle and smear me. Using me as an antagonist to prop up Mia, and conveniently increasing the show's ratings. This was probably their true purpose for inviting me. The chat: "HOLY SHT, HOLY SHT, HOLY SH*T! Massive plot twist! Scarlett actually blocked Nate! And the relationship between these two is way too ambiguous! Can I really watch this for free?" "What's going on, getting pinched by Scarlett's cuteness. This host is an old slicker. She's been reported by many artists before for stepping on others to praise someone else. She should have been roasted long ago. Sister Scarlett is so badass." "I should be under the car, I shouldn't be in the car." "..." The host shut her mouth resentfully, her face full of shock and disbelief, and looked at Mia beside her. Mia rushed in front of me, tears welling up in the corners of her eyes. "Scarlett, I don't know where I offended you, but you definitely have it out for me today." I lifted my eyelids, not knowing what kind of crazy fit she was throwing again. "Scarlett, whatever you do to me doesn't matter. But finding someone to pretend to be Nathaniel to ruin his image is really going too far. No matter what, lying is wrong." At this moment, the host slowly realized what was going on. "Scarlett, the avatar of the guy who just replied to you is completely different from the pinned contact on Mia's phone. You actually say he's Nate? Are you playing us for fools?" The chat flooded the screen: "666, it twisted, it really twisted, a 360-degree twist. That was close, almost got tricked by Scarlett." "Scarlett is too scheming. If Mia hadn't pointed it out, I might have really believed that was Nate's message and even wondered if they were boyfriend and girlfriend." "I actually very seriously doubted for a second just now if our baby Mia was lying to people. Ah, I really deserve to die." "Boohoo, Scarlett, that jealous dream girl. Eager to be the other woman. Look at how wronged she made our Mia. When the time comes, Nate will definitely make her kneel and apologize to our Mia." I knew that once my relationship with Nathaniel was exposed, it would be impossible to hide it anymore. Facing the host's questioning, I simply explained truthfully: "This is Nathaniel's private account. Only close people have it." The host snorted disdainfully. "You mean to say, the account our Mia added is the official one, and the one you added is Nate's real private account." I nodded, too lazy to waste my breath: "Pretty much." In reality, Nathaniel's dedicated work account was also very hard to add. The people in it were generally executives and board members of major companies. I didn't know how Mia managed to add it. The chat: "Hiss, don't you guys think what Scarlett said makes a lot of sense? Big shots usually have one public and one private account. Plus, looking at her expression, so breezy and calm, she really doesn't look like she's lying." "Upstairs, can't you see all the flaws? Who is Nathaniel? A billionaire heir. How could he reply to messages in such a brothel-like style? And 'Nate the Puppy'? Does Scarlett really have the guts to call him that?" "Hmph, this might just be a male model Scarlett hired somewhere. Don't you guys know? Her private life is super messy. Smoking and drinking. How could Nate possibly look at someone like her." "Ah, poor our Nate, actually having a male model impersonate him one day. Scarlett's guts are really not ordinarily big. Is she really not afraid of being blacklisted." 06 On the phone, Nathaniel was still continuously sending messages: "Sorry baby, I was practicing new positions all morning. Didn't have time to notice you were recording a show, and didn't pay attention to Twitter. My bad." "Baby, I didn't intentionally expose our relationship to the public eye. I promised you, I absolutely won't interfere with your career, and I absolutely won't ask for an official title." "But baby, if I go to the show, you have to give me an identity, right? Boyfriend or Husband?" "If that really doesn't work... simp is fine too." I was just about to reply when I heard the host's voice: "Mia, did Nate tell you what time he's coming?" Mia shook her head. "Nathaniel is very busy, he probably can't make it. Scarlett, let's select someone else to invite together." I raised my eyebrows in confusion. Mia consoled me: "Scarlett, I know you were just making everyone laugh earlier. However, even though Nathaniel has a good temper, if he's constantly joked about, he'll be unhappy too..." "Yeah," the host chimed in sourly. "Scarlett, we can't keep waiting with you all the time. Everyone is hungry. Let Liam draw first." I responded calmly: "Nathaniel will arrive at 12:30." Seeing my firm attitude, the host could only let it go, cueing the process and asking Mia to reselect. Actually, Mia said one thing wrong just now. Even though Nathaniel was an innocent puppy in front of me, his temper was one of the worst in the business world. His methods were ruthless, and he sought revenge for the smallest grievance. By clout-chasing this time, she really kicked a steel plate...
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