Never Mistake a Queen for a Lapdog novel Chapter 1233

Wilbur noticed the subtle movement, but he didn't say a word.

Brand galas were notoriously tedious. As ambassadors or spokespersons, the celebrities essentially had to act as high-end salespeople. At the end of the night, the brand would publicly reveal each star's total sales volume.

Claire had just been signed as a global ambassador the previous year. Many in the industry were fiercely jealous and waiting to watch her fail. After all, she wasn't a viral pop idol, nor did she have scandalous paparazzi coverage to boost her engagement. Compared to the massive fandoms of standard influencers, her metrics couldn't compete.

Claire's stomach was tied in knots. As she stood backstage preparing for her segment, she overheard Rowan whispering excitedly on the phone. "Don't worry, someone is covering my tab tonight. I'm guaranteed to be the top seller! Have the PR articles drafted and ready to blast on every feed exactly at nine o'clock."

Wilbur was footing the bill, wasn't he? No wonder he had bothered showing up to such a boring corporate event.

Spotting Claire, Rowan quickly hung up and flashed another sickly-sweet smile. "Hey, Claire."

Claire gave a brief nod in response. Rowan sidled up next to her in the waiting wing. "Claire, you won't be upset if I take the top seller spot tonight, right?"

The question was so loaded Claire didn't even know how to respond. Saying 'no' would just sound painfully fake.

Rowan didn't wait for an answer. "You know how it is. I'm still a newcomer and I desperately need an opportunity to break out. So, sorry in advance about tonight."

She was openly declaring war. There really were no innocent, helpless girls in this industry—they just played the part flawlessly. And men fell for it every single time.

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