Chapter 390: Chapter 388: UNTITLED

The next morning, Diamond rose up early as usual, feeling energetic and brighter than yesterday.

{Good morning, Mother!}

With a smile on her face, as she swayed towards the bathroom, Diamond responded cheerfully, "Good morning, my beloved son. How are you?"

{I am well, thank you.}

"Do you happen to have anything great for me this morning?" she asked directly, seeing how Andrea started with her so early. It meant that he was up to something.

They have been together for far too long to not understand each other.

{Surely, Mom you have a sharp nose!} Andrea said teasingly as soon as he heard what Diamond had said.

Diamond chuckled heartily as she put toothpaste on her toothbrush. "Hehe, I have great eyes too! Now spill it!" she urged as she put the electric brush in her mouth.

Andrea didn’t dare delay relaying the news to his mother, so he reported, {I just checked the other guests invited to tonight’s music show and I came across a familiar name.}

Diamond, who was brushing her teeth, suddenly halted in place. Her eyes widened; a bit surprised to hear this.

Who was the person?

Who could make Andrea report to her like that?

Could it be Alaine?

As if sensing her inner thoughts, Andrea continued, {It’s her. The one affiliated with Sullivan!} his tone was a bit cold this time.

Upon hearing that, Diamond’s eyes flashed with coldness as her lips rose in a smirk.

{The seating arrangement was recently changed. Which means that she did it knowingly. Possibly trying to check you out in person!}

Diamond spit out the toothpaste from her mouth and rinsed her mouth thoroughly before letting out a scoff.

"Umph! It’s good that it’s like this. It saves me the trouble of seeking her myself!" she scoffed as she washed her face before drying it with a towel. "I am curious to see what plans she has now. If she wants to play, then I will play with her!" she added, a glint of viciousness flashing through her eyes.

{You don’t want to prepare some cautions?}

Scoffing as she made way for the bedroom, Diamond nonchalantly responded, "The fact that I already know her makes her a loser already. If she was playing these kinds of games with other people, she might have won. Unfortunately for her, I have you and that changes everything!"

When it comes to this upgraded AI of hers, Diamond was very confident. She still remembered what Andrea had bragged to her before.

On this planet of theirs, there was nothing superior to him. Andrea could literally do whatever he wanted. Of course, the risk of attracting attention was there, but at least with him, Diamond would always be at ease.

Whatever information she wants to know, Andrea would be there to give it to her.

What more did she have to fear about schemers who think that they are cleverer than others?

{I will keep an eye on her then.}

Nodding her head to that, she said, "That’s great. Also, send me the list of the guests attending. I can’t be clueless later. Wouldn’t want to embarrass myself!"

Since she didn’t know many people, especially singers and other socialites that might appear at the music show that night. Knowing some basic information about the guests would be great.

She has to at least be able to point at someone and call him or her by the right name. Only then would she maintain face for the millions of people following her right now.

Talking about these wonderful people following her, Diamond opened her mouth once again and asked Andrea, "Are you done with the fan app yet?" recalling that at some point, she talked about this.

{I nearly forgot about it. I will finish it tonight. Tomorrow, you will be having it. Have you thought of the name yet?}

Due to several projects Andrea had to take on by himself, since his kids couldn’t manage yet, this app project ended up cast to the side, which wasn’t surprising.

Diamond didn’t get furious upon hearing that but felt glad. After all, she hadn’t thought of the fandom name or how to name the app before.

But now, she seemed to have gotten enlightened and the name just came to mind. And thinking along the lines of that name, the name of the fan app, she came up with a name.

"Name it GEM!" she smilingly said before revealing the fandom name, making Andrea silent for a moment before responding.

{It’s simple and suitable. I will integrate that when I start working on the app.}

Diamond beamed upon hearing that. "And help me come up with a way where I can see the followers’ contributions on the several social media accounts. I will be using that to decide who can qualify to use the app in the future. I can’t have anyone playing games there!"

{There is already a way. I will send you the steps to check it soon.}

Diamond felt tickled when she heard that response. A smile blossomed on her face.

"That’s good then. You do that, then. I still need to go on a morning jog. It’s going to be a long day!"

With her conversation over with Andrea, Diamond wore her sportswear and left her room, descended the stairs and left the villa.

There was a park in the villa complex, so she didn’t need to run far.

After an hour of sweating, it was time for her to return.

[Ding! Do you want to sign in?]

’Sign in!’ how can she not want to sign in?

[Ding! You have been rewarded with Style Central shopping mall 10% shares.]

[Ding! Retrieve the share certificates from the inventory.]

And now that was something brilliant.

This was the third time that she was receiving shares. Although the percentage each time was below 20%, the fact that she had received such a reward was already a blessing.

Besides, wasn’t this shopping mall in Strawford City?

As she jogged back to the villa, a victorious smile blossomed on her face.

Where there is a will, there is a way.

Wasn’t she looking for business opportunities before?

One just sent itself to her door.

How amusing!

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