Novel & Cerita Vuelve A Mi Ratings

“I already did.” William opened the door. Two security officers waited outside. Adrian glared at Casandra as they took him away. “This company was cleaner before you came.” Casandra smiled faintly. “No. It was dirtier. I just turned on the lights.” Night fell with the stock recovering slightly after a buyback move William had arranged. The executive floor finally quieted. Levia entered one last time. “We restored seventy percent of the missing data. Also... one more thing.” She handed Casandra a small envelope.

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Well, that was a long speech. “Alright. Enough of the motivation. I guess, I won’t take the credit,” I chuckled bitterly. No one will remember me and I am sure Eros will never know it was me behind the ratings. “But I know. I know everything, Dee and that is enough.” Emily reassures. It isn’t enough... But look on the bright side, Dee... Your wedding can happen and everything else will fall into place. Will it? Nick’s PoV I let out a laugh seeing the bold headlines. Multi billionaire returns even better as his ratings increases by ten percent... “Eros West has escaped this by ten percent.”

Meanwhile, GRAYSON “What’s up with the viewership ratings,” I asked Katrina, she was seated in the table right across the table from me, with Cole beside her and Becky on a sofa a few meters away from us. “The ratings are back on track. Revenue has doubled too since the Maybelline’s pictures and videos dropped.” Becky began “Apparently, people like her and they’re really anticipating the show. Hopefully the show does it for the viewers,” “This should be a hit,” Cole added, finally looking up from his Tablet and I nodded thoughtfully. I slowly turned to look at Katrina, but she was staring at me with narrowed brows.

I knew it, Roman just got back at me. ###################

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HIGH RATINGS MAY EARN… REWARDS. That trailing ellipsis dripped promise and threat in equal measure. Around the bus, translucent, almost invisible bars flickered into view above a few heads—like health bars in a video game but labeled with nothing. Just faint color and length. Above mine, a short bar glowed, maybe a third full. Above the dark man, it pulsed longer, brighter. Almost full. As I watched, the bar above my head ticked up a hair. So did his. “Oh, great,” I muttered. “We’re getting… ratings.”