Rebirth of the Villainous Female Boss -
Chapter 1530 - 1502 Rumors Can’t Be Clarified
Chapter 1530: Chapter 1502 Rumors Can’t Be Clarified
Mrs. Kiara and Fox Cat joined forces and easily clinched the championship without any suspense.
More interesting than their predictable victory, though, are the behind-the-scenes extras.
Wherever they were, there was always something to talk about. At first, the focus was on why Mysterious Man and Young Leopard Davis switched sides, but as the competition progressed, the spotlight shifted to the defection of JR’s team members.
This was a toxic final round. It seemed as if JR’s people had made a pact, with one switching sides after another. In the end, the player who lost to Fox Cat announced on the spot that it was his last service for JR, and that from tomorrow, he would be signing with the Luan Phoenix Clan and going solo with the previous Young Boss.
Even more dramatic was a Journalist’s post-match interview with Molly Nan Guo, JR’s dispatched mentor, asking her what she thought about the team switching. Molly answered decisively.
"Birds choose trees to nest," she said, expressing understanding, because starting tomorrow, she too would be signing with the Luan Phoenix Clan...
So the Journalist was thrown into disarray.
All his colleagues were thrown into disarray.
What Thomas Norris ’Norris Celestial’ felt, no one knew, but according to unnamed senior officials from JR, the Boss’s private doctor had made multiple visits during the two days of the competition, suggesting that the Boss’s condition might have worsened due to stress.
The recent downturn of JR only led to more speculation about whether there was a problem with management.
And when the old subordinates of the Fox Cat saw their little boss striking out on his own, they expressed their willingness to follow suit. Previously, they didn’t know where the Young Boss had gone and had nowhere to look, but now that Young Boss had made such a high-profile appearance, how could they not flock to his side?
So Kiara was absolutely delighted. With her team assembled on the spot, the overseas branch was established right there and then!
No need for lawyers—Camden, with his Master’s in Law, was right there to draft contracts for immediate signing. First thing was to pull everyone over, and with this base, recruiting new talent would be a matter of minutes.
To ensure the safety of her employees overseas, Kiara also hired a specialized team of bodyguards to provide all-around protection for her core members—with funding fronted by Fox Cat. Although costly, the return on investment was immediate and evident.
These people might not have had as many client resources as Fox Cat but did have their own steady customers. Once they switched teams, they seamlessly reconnected, not wasting any time. While the overseas branch’s decoration and site selection were still in progress, private Psychologists didn’t adhere strictly to the need for a physical location. One side arranged while the other already started taking orders. Fox Cat even stayed overseas—that’s how booming the business was.
Kiara made a killing, and on the way back, Wendy saw her Mother smiling like a blooming flower. She’d take out a calculator now and then to add up her earnings, murmuring as she worked out the income and expenses.
"Such greed~haha~ It’s embarrassing to earn so much..."
During moments like these, Camden and Wendy would maintain silence, offering sympathetic faces when appropriate, so as not to dampen Mrs. Kiara’s enthusiasm for making money—or face domestic violence.
Soon after their return, Mrs. Kiara’s prize also arrived.
The competition was participated in by both Fox Cat and Mrs. Kiara. Technically, they should split the prize equally, but Fox Cat, being wealthy and generous, let Mrs. Kiara have it all. That day Mrs. Kiara took her family, and invited Dad and Senior Brother, to the Seaside to admire the fruits of her victory.
The private yacht was dubbed ’small,’ but it was nearly 50 meters long. Most importantly, the interior was luxurious, a level above the one Mr. Zoel had borrowed, with three decks and several fully furnished rooms in the ultimate luxury.
Normally, a prize wouldn’t be this lavish, but the sponsor, upon hearing that Professor Joel’s daughter had won, upgraded the interior to please her, creating a gilded, resplendent feeling that made Mario Yuno feel like he had walked onto the wrong set.
Mrs. Kiara was quite proud. Very good—this move was well played, worthy of her title of Capitalist.
Only Edward Farmbright ’Farmbright Farmer’ stroked his chin, looked around for a while, and asked.
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"Bullying a newcomer to win a big award, does your conscience not hurt?"
Mrs. Kiara glanced back calmly, "Conscience, what’s that?"
Well, after becoming the boss, Mrs. Kiara seemed to have shed any shame, and everyone had gotten used to it.
After playing on her new asset for half a day, Kiara looked at the yacht for a few minutes after disembarking, then made a startling remark.
"What do you think, if I were to paint something on the ship—"
"No good!"
Everyone spoke out in unison, even Wendy knew to shake her head, definitely not!
"I haven’t even said what I want to do, do you have to react like this?" Kiara felt attacked, seeing her boss status being scorned by everyone!
"What else could you do? You’re definitely planning to paint words on the ship!" Mario Yuno exposed Kiara’s intention.
Kiara blinked, huh, her husband was quite clever!
"And you will not paint anything good." Eldest Brother joined the rhythm.
"It must be your ugly workshop name..." Yuzo Joel revealed the answer, and everyone simultaneously pictured the image of the ship covered in painted words.
A 50-meter yacht might sound big, but it would look very low if it were to be covered with her long string of names.
That would be outright dragging a luxury cruise ship down to the tastes of a rural retreat!
People didn’t understand why, but even though Mrs. Kiara’s fashion sense was quite tasteful, once she became the boss and started advertising, she seemed to lose all scruples. Suddenly, the term ’omnipresent’ seemed tailor-made for her.
Having her intentions revealed by everyone left Kiara embarrassed; she scanned the room and finally settled her gaze on Yuzo Joel.
"Why are you joining in the commotion? My naming might not be good, but do you have the right to laugh? Who does this resemble?"
Okay, Yuzo Joel fell silent, not wanting to provoke the terrifying capitalist—whatever makes you happy.
In the end, it was Mario Yuno who risked blocking her, preventing Kiara from painting her overly long name on the ship. She managed to keep a low profile, but Linville was only so big, and the sudden appearance of a luxury yacht still drew attention.
Ordinary people might not notice much, but those in higher circles began to inquire, and eventually, it all led back to Kiara.
Even though domestic attention to competitions might be lacking, it was heard that a well-backed psychological counseling room in Linville was under renovation, and this yacht belonged to the workshop’s mysterious female boss.
Kiara’s workshop spanned four floors with substantial space. Although its location was a bit remote, its style wasn’t diminished. The decoration was all done in accordance with overseas hospitals of the equivalent standard. While psychological counseling doesn’t require an especially high level of environmental quality, Mrs. Kiara, with a go-big-or-go-home attitude, had crafted every detail to perfection. From a professional standpoint, the space was warm and relaxing for patients, which was by no means cheap to construct.
When a woman embarks on entrepreneurship, it always sparks endless imagination, especially when the starting point is so high. It’s hard not to invite criticism, plus after Kiara had won the award, some people had already spread rumors about her improper conduct. Now that she was setting up her workshop so ostentatiously, these rumors and slanders grew even more unrestrained.
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