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I take a long sip of my drink and smile. Amelia scrolls through her phone and groans. “Okay, but can we talk about the internet?” Jenna lifts an eyebrow. “What now?” “You’re trending,” Amelia says, flipping her phone around. “Like globally. There’s a TikTok edit of your punch synced to Bad Bunny’s Booker T. It has two million likes.” Jenna blinks, then grins. “As it should be.” Bethany claps her hands once. “Jenna. You got verified on T*****r this morning. People are begging to know where you teach.”

“Girl, you’re going to make so much money when you go full-time as an influencer.” Star grinned. “Please, I’m already an influencer! Monetized on two platforms, and a brand new app that's in beta called TikTok is next. Snapchat’s dying, so I’m putting all my energy into TikTok. I just know I’m gonna get monetized there. Watch me.” Their laughter filled the room, but they fell silent when they overheard voices from one of the stalls. “Are we going to the hotel after this, or are we just sticking to the boat cruise?”

When I saw that familiar name, my smile hardened. "I saw the watch first. Why should I let him have it?" My words startled both the salesperson and the male influencer, Alan Parr. The salesperson, whose name tag read "Liam", walked up to me and gave me a look of undisguised disgust. "You? The measly chump change in your pocket can't even buy one of our paper bags! You're offending our VIP client. Get out! Or else I'm calling security!"

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No one spoke. Mr. Sterling tried again, careful now. “Belle is winning with younger buyers. TikTok. Influencers. Viral campaigns. We’re still relying on traditional marketing.” Sophia nodded once. “Then we evolve.” She faced the entire room now. “I want a full list of top beauty influencers. Every platform. Every follower count. Who they work with. Who they hate. Who they can be persuaded.” A pause. “We’re going to take them.” Ms. Crystal frowned. “That could cost millions.”

"No problem. Since you praised me so sincerely, I promise to help you out. Where does Elliot want to go for the livestream?" Hamish remained silent, suddenly realizing he might have asked the wrong person. It was supposed to have been broadcast on TikTok, and TikTok belonged to her. Elliot looked at Sophia and said calmly, "TikTok." Sophia paused for a moment, then looked at Hamish seriously. "Well, if it's TikTok, I think you should definitely go. TikTok is the largest short video platform in the country, with amazing traffic and monetization capabilities. Someone as handsome as you could easily find a new path to success with just one livestream. How about it?"

“But it was you that gave us this brilliant idea.” She sighed and leaned her head back onto my shoulder. “Okay, now we get down to business.” Gabe began. He looked over at Kellie and asked, “Are you sure you are up for this? We need this video to go viral as well as the first video did.” “Ava is good at getting videos to go viral. She works from home as an online influencer. She has several million subscriptions on her channels. She has YouTube, I*******m, and Tiktok. This will work.”

He also folded the handle of his shirt upwards, revealing his bicep curls. "Well hello there Mr. Handsome. Who are you? I haven't seen you around Amanda before. She's not in a good state of mind and needs to return home" Beatrix answered, still looking straight into Colton's eyes. Colton guessed right. This was the famous influencer on TikTok and I*******m. Was she Amanda's friend? He already sensed that she had fallen for him. Who wouldn't fall? "Are you the famous Trixia Gum on social media?" Colton asked amusingly.

A man labeled “PastorGreg_77.” “Oh my god,” I choked, nearly snorting my tea. “She has a church leader on there?” “Pastor Greg likes thigh-highs, apparently,” Tomas said, zooming in. By sunset, TikTok was ablaze. Edits flew in from every corner of the globe. Side-by-side videos, meme compilations, dramatic soundtracks. Someone even made a McLaren Meltdown Bingo Card. And every hour, the heat spread. Influencers reacted. Journalists wrote think pieces.

“Just tired. So many things have been happening.” “Mm.” She took a sip. “Because you looked anything but fine when you ran out of that room.” “Harper.” She held up her hands. “Okay, okay. No poking the bear.” I gave her a small, grateful smile. Truth was, I didn’t know how I felt. “Let’s talk about you,” I said, forcing my voice to lighten. “The biker gang situation sounds insane. What happened with the influencer? Any update?” Harper let out a groan, slumping in her seat. “Ugh, don’t remind me. Her name’s Leighton Vireo—you know, that wellness-slash-lifestyle content creator who went viral for turning her breakup into a five-part glow-up series?”