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The drama series quickly caught on fire because the actors were good-looking and had solid acting skills. This attracted the attention of many viewers to search for this comic out of curiosity. Soon, they found their way to the website of Lulu Comics. After these viewers finished the comic, they searched for more interesting comics on their website. Lucy had been very careful with work the last few months, and her employees had been very disciplined at work too. All of their efforts were finally rewarded. Lucy’s company’s website became popular overnight, and there were more than a hundred million visitors accessing it. It brought Lulu Comics a major economic effect.

The chill drenched into my bones, and I shivered. Zack stood at the entrance, his smile sardonic. He clapped his hands, and the maids got the message. They grabbed the snow off the ground and made snowballs. Then they hurled the snowballs at us. The snowballs exploded the moment they came in contact with our skin. The chill seeped in worse than ever. This was humiliating. It almost felt like I was a toy. I struggled and thrashed around. "Stop! They're Wendy's parents!"

"Diana, it couldn't be you, could it?" She pondered for a moment, then shook her head. "No, you wouldn't have the technical know-how." Underestimating her?! Diana leisurely picked up a large chicken leg and said, "Which comic of yours got deleted? 'The Last Supper of a Serial Killer'? 'Horror Nursery Rhymes'? Or perhaps, 'The Singing Voice of the Sewer'?" "Damn it! It's really you, you..." Leah slammed her hand on the table, letting out an exasperated cry.

"It's average." I completely gave up on the idea of bringing Willow here to eat. But with so many restaurants around, there had to be one that would suit both me and Willow. ... Once we were back in the office, I opened the websites where I had posted my comic. Since it was just the first short story, there weren't many viewers yet, but a few enthusiastic readers had left comments. They said the comic felt very heartwarming and that they really liked it. I replied to them.

The room went dead quiet when I said I would take the prize, but that quiet did not last. A second later, laughter thundered through the air. Lily Smith was the loudest, doubling over with tears streaming from her eyes. "How else could she be the top seller?" she cackled. "A woman like her has to have skin as thick as a rhino." I ignored her snide comments and kept my cool. "Just to be clear," I said, "since the company so generously 'rewarded' me with bathroom duty, that's all I'll be doing for the next three days. Everything else is off my plate."

Leesa had to give the guy credit. He didn’t seem to let the catcalls and groans bother him. He either had the thickest skin in the world, or he thought the derision was in some twisted way an approval of his act. His jokes were new, but were equally as dumb as the last time. She wondered if he wrote the stuff himself or got it from some website—stupidjokes.com, maybe.

Both of them were sweating buckets from the spices. Ryleigh scrolled through the comments on the Internet and laughed out loud. “Netizens nowadays have great potential when it comes to becoming stand-up comedians. Each one of them sounds more bizarre than the other. They would cling to their keyboard and come up with a thesis as if they were the embodiment of justice whenever something happened, but they’re also pros in playing dumb as soon as the victims of the incident manage to clarify themselves.” Maisie looked at her. “Aren’t you going to dig into the hotpot that you’ve been struggling to get off your mind over the past few days? Why are you still scrolling through your Twitter feed?”