When Her Death Couldn't Break Him novel Chapter 557

Chapter 557 An Influencer
Unsure whether it was a blessing or a curse, but after the incident of Jonathan being kidnapped made the trending list, he also gained some notoriety.

Numerous people scoured the internet for information about this child, yet strangely enough, their searches yielded no results.

Everyone was puzzled, and comments flooded in. One read: <i>We really like this calm kid. What's his name? We'd love to get to know him.</i>

<i>Exactly! He seems like a budding star.</i>

<i>He's even more handsome than a movie star. He's sure to grow up to be an extraordinarily attractive man.</i>

Due to the enthusiasm of the online community, Jonathan once again trended on the search engine.

As Vivian continued with her work, she came across news about Jonathan, which took her by surprise. “I always knew Jon's face was favored, but I didn't expect it to be favored. He's actually trending higher than top-tier celebrity, Eric, who is returning home! That's insane!”

Vivian returned at noon and immediately showed it to Jonathan.

Jonathan wasn't particularly shocked by the news.

“Ms. Kennedy, instead of wasting your time on this, you should be thinking about how to increase your salary from three thousand to ten thousand.” Jonathan sighed. “In a place as expensive as Tudela, how can one survive on just three thousand?”

After speaking, he patted Vivian's shoulder. “Now that you have a son to raise, do you really plan to only spend the Sinclair family's money?”

Vivian felt as though she had been schooled by a child.

He was far from being a child who was kidnapped the day before. He was more like a little demon.

An ordinary child, at this point, would still be unsettled and crying.

It was important to note that when Vivian had a nightmare the previous night, Jonathan was the one who comforted her.

He told her about how death was inevitable for every human, and she had to be brave. He told her that after they died, they would merely journey to another world, where they would reunite.

“I also want to work hard, but how is it possible to make big money with a desk job? If I were your mom, it would be different. I would just compose music.” Vivian saw herself as an ordinary individual. She had no grand aspirations of becoming someone noteworthy or the center of attention. All she wanted was to have enough to eat and warm clothes to wear.

Jonathan was somewhat speechless toward her nonchalant, carefree attitude. “Ms. Kennedy, I have an idea for making money.”

“What is it?”