'No.'
'Seriously, lady.'
'We're a bunch of poor slobs competing to win prize money and make our lives better. You're a pampered, beautiful, second-generation heiress. What are you doing joining the circus?!'
'Are you really just here to learn how to make a decent meal in the wild?'
"Words are cheap. Why should I believe you?"
"It's simple." Erica walked over and stopped about a meter in front of him. Suddenly, she bent down, leaning in close to the camera on his chest.
"My mom's name is Michelle, and she's the founder of the Michelle Hotel. Any interested viewers can look it up online and see if I'm really her daughter."
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Seeing how confident and sincere she sounded, Lin Chen was utterly stunned.
'Could what this girl is saying actually be true?'
He'd of course heard of the Michelle Hotel. Its business wasn't just all over North America; they were expanding into Asia as well.
