Transmigrated: I Became My Nemesis's Woman novel Chapter 212

Chapter 212: An attack

Now that the whole world knew Ivy and Xander were married, Xander insisted on driving her to work himself.

Although every muscle in her body still ached from the previous night, she couldn’t back out of today’s schedule. The production team had already announced her appearance, and hundreds of people were expecting her.

The black sedan rolled to a stop a short distance from the studio entrance.

Ivy glanced through the tinted window and immediately froze.

"...Goodness." Her eyes widened. "How am I supposed to get out of the car?"

The entrance to the building was packed.

Fans stood behind metal barricades, reporters held cameras above their heads, and security guards struggled to keep everyone from pushing forward.

Flashes from cameras lit up the morning like fireworks.

Ivy blinked twice before a grin slowly spread across her face.

"Oh."

She sat up a little straighter.

"So... this is what fame feels like."

Xander looked at her. She folded her arms proudly.

"I knew I was becoming popular, but this..." She gestured toward the crowd through the window. "This is a completely different level."

Xander raised an eyebrow. "You think they’re here for you?"

"Excuse me?"

"They might be."

"Might?"

He couldn’t help smiling.

Ivy let out a dramatic scoff. "Don’t underestimate my charm, Mr. Emerson."

"I wouldn’t dare."

She looked out the window again, unable to hide the smug smile on her face.

"Look at them. They’re practically filling the entire street."

"Hm."

"I’ve officially made it."

"Hm."

She narrowed her eyes. "You’re being suspiciously agreeable."

"I’m just listening."

"I bet they’re all here because they want an autograph."

"Possibly."

"Or a selfie."

"Could be."

"Maybe both."

"I wouldn’t rule it out."

Ivy nodded to herself. "See? Even you agree."

Xander bit back a laugh. At that moment, his phone buzzed. He glanced at the screen before casually saying,

"The entertainment news outlets have been live-streaming outside the studio since six this morning."

"So?"

"They’re saying this is your first public appearance..." He paused deliberately. "...as Mrs. Emerson."

Ivy smiled even wider. "Exactly."

"...and the first time I’ll be seen in public with you."

Her smile froze.

"..."

Xander watched the realization slowly dawn on her face. She turned toward the crowd again. The people weren’t holding posters with her name.

Instead... Half the banners read

"XANDER! LOOK OVER HERE!"

"MR. EMERSON!"

"SHOW YOUR FACE!"

Others read:

"THE MYSTERY HUSBAND!"

"WE WANT TO SEE THE BILLIONAIRE!"

Even several reporters were practically standing on their cars trying to get a better angle.

Ivy stared silently.

"..."

"..."

Then she slowly turned back to Xander.

"So..."

"Yes?"

"They’re not here for me."

He smiled politely. "I didn’t say that."

"You didn’t have to." She sank into her seat dramatically. "My confidence... has been shattered."

Xander laughed. "I still think many of them are here for you."

"Many?"

"Some."

"Some?"

"A respectable amount."

She shot him an unimpressed look. "You’re making it worse."

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