After Noreen had gotten Katy to sleep, she saw the messages from Claire.
"Babe, tell me, did my net worth just go up again?"
"Hehehe, I'm officially a wealthy woman now!"
"Whoa, so Bitch Bianca's company didn't get approved for its IPO?"
Following that were three sixty-second voice messages.
Noreen didn't dare play them, afraid of waking Katy.
Besides, even without listening, she could guess what Claire was saying.
True to her nickname, the sixty-second-voicemail warrior never disappointed.
Noreen typed back, "Aren't you filming out in the middle of nowhere? How do you have time to keep up with all the gossip?"
Two seconds after she sent the message, a video call from Claire came through.
Thankfully, her phone was on silent.
Noreen grabbed her phone, walked out to the balcony, and closed the door before answering.
"Babe, I love you to death!"
Her dramatic declaration made Noreen cringe. "Can you please talk normally?"
"But I'm speaking from the heart!" Claire was laying it on thick. "You're my cash cow now, my money tree. I'm latching onto you for life! Never letting go!"
Noreen sighed and rubbed her forehead.
"Quick, tell me, how did Bitch Bianca react when she found out her IPO failed? Did she burst into tears? A complete meltdown? Sobbing uncontrollably?"
"Not exactly, but... I'm sure she's not doing great."
Noreen told Claire about Bianca leveraging her bets so heavily.
Having studied business management, Claire knew exactly what that meant.
"Fifty-to-one? That woman's heart is black as coal! Was she planning to drive up the stock price after the IPO and screw over all the small investors?" Claire fumed.
"It's a good thing it didn't get approved. Imagine how many people's lives she would have ruined!"

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