Chapter 227
Chapter 227:
Janice smiled, ruffling her hair affectionately. Sierra was right; aligning with her was indeed a wise decision.
If the Ramirez family ever became a threat, Janice had the prowess to protect Sierra and lead her toward a promising future.
Janice’s attention then turned to Nolan, who nervously fidgeted and scratched his nose. “RAIN…”
“Just call me by my real name,” Janice interrupted coolly.
“Janice, forgive me. I got carried away, hoping to hear you perform,” Nolan admitted awkwardly.
After a brief pause, Janice said, “You’ve heard the performance. Now, how about some compensation?”
“Compensation?” Nolan looked puzzled, unsure what he could offer someone who seemed to have it all.
Janice surveyed the crowd of fans approaching and flashed a sly grin. “You can start by managing this crowd. And, you owe me dinner.”
Nolan was momentarily stunned, then overjoyed, but his face quickly turned to one of horror.
“RAIN! I love your music. Can I take a photo with you?”
“Ah! RAIN, your biggest fan here. I promise to behave.”
“RAIN, you’re amazing! I wish I could have your baby.”
The fan who made such an audacious comment was quickly subdued, receiving blows from every direction until his face was barely recognizable.
RAIN was renowned for her grace and beauty; such insolent remarks were met with swift retaliation.
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By then, Janice had taken Sierra’s hand and dashed away, leaving Nolan to manage the crowd of enthusiastic fans on his own.
In that instant, Nolan understood the magnitude of the task Janice had handed him.
Amidst the escalating chaos of the live broadcast, an unknown force suddenly intervened, terminating the feed.
At the same time, every online image of Janice vanished from the internet, leaving only the fleeting memories of those who had seen the broadcast as evidence of her existence.
“Tsk. Janice really didn’t hold back this time,” Prescott said, pushing his glasses up with a resigned sigh. “If her real identity is revealed, public appearances might become impossible for her.”
“Isn’t that where your expertise comes in?” Leah inquired, leaning casually against Prescott’s chair, her lips curled into a knowing smile. “With your skills, wiping the digital slate clean should be a breeze.”
“True, it’s not challenging,” Prescott admitted, his expression showing slight annoyance. “But the real issue is those who’ve seen her face-to-face. Any real-world encounters could still stir up problems.”
Leah dismissed his concerns with a shake of her head. “Janice must have her reasons for letting things unfold this way. The situation is manageable as long as she permits it.”
Leah pondered for a moment. “Did you see her expression? She seemed genuinely amused.”
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