Betrayed by Blood: My Second Life as a Queen novel Chapter 399

Willow found it genuinely hilarious. Was Ethan actually going to swallow his pride and beg her to play?

Sorry, but she was a famously petty person. She had absolutely zero interest in bailing out a guy who had just publicly humiliated her.

She smoothly averted her gaze, ignoring him completely to focus on the domestic trending topics on her phone, occasionally using an alt account to drop a comment and steer the narrative.

Across the room, Ethan was on the verge of a total meltdown!

Did this woman have absolutely no ability to read the room?!

Wasn't this the perfect moment for her to step up and volunteer? That way, he could graciously accept her, save face, and keep The Celestial Composition Project moving forward!

If things went according to his script, he would be more than happy to bury the hatchet.

But Willow clearly wasn't reading the script!

What the hell was he supposed to do now?!

Willow couldn't have cared less about his internal crisis. She just kept scrolling.

Logan Taylor was practically vibrating with excitement through the screen: [Boss! Our sales are skyrocketing! Even the official website's follower count is exploding! Everyone is calling us The Pride of the Nation! They're saying a company with this much integrity absolutely cannot go bankrupt! Some people are even trying to crowdfund to save us!]

Willow arched an eyebrow, a soft chuckle escaping her lips. She had anticipated it going smoothly, but... not this smoothly!

She unhurriedly typed back: [Then double down on quality control and keep prices exactly where they are. Logan, the fans chose us. We cannot afford to let them down.]

Logan's sheer thrill practically radiated off the text: [Don't worry, Boss! I'll make sure everything is flawless!]

Satisfied, Willow leisurely tucked her phone away.

Standing nearby, Ethan misread her relaxed demeanor as a sign that she had finally come to her senses. His rigid expression actually softened a fraction.

"Mr. Ellwood, since she can't handle it, why don't you let me try again?"

Hearing the words he had been desperately praying for, a flash of relief crossed Ethan's face. He instinctively turned toward the voice—and instantly, his entire face froze.

The person volunteering wasn't Willow. It was... it was Tessa!

Was this some kind of sick joke?!

Ethan's face turned completely black. Before he could even formulate a rejection, Willow stood up. "Well, since Mr. Ellwood has made his choice, I'll be taking my leave. I have a contract to sign. Excuse me."

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