Chapter 186
True Tycoon Her Empire, Her Rules
The final question hung in the air, light as a feather but hitting Amber like a sledgehammer to the forehead.
Amberâs eyes widened in shock; she hadnât expected Winnie to have overheard her conversation with Drake. How could she eavesdrop on their private exchange?!
Usually unflappable, Amber found herself blindsided by Winnieâs sudden interjection. Before she could compose herself, Springer bounded into the room from the living room, his curiosity piqued.
âWhy do you keep calling Drake âDrakieâ when he asked you not to?â he inquired, his forthright question turning Amberâs cheeks a shade redder.
Embarrassed and indignant, she stammered, âIâItâs just a habit, I havenât had the chance to break it yet.â
Trying to regain her composure, Amber mustered an excuse and turned to Winnie, âI meant no offense, weâre just close, you know? If it bothers you, I wonât say it again.â
Her voice trailed off, but before she could gather her thoughts, the internal alert from her ârelationship systemâ rang in her mind.
System alert: Springerâs favourability rating has decreased by 3, currently at 61. Warning: Favourability is approaching failing levels. Please take action to improve your standing with the target character.
Amber stiffened in disbelief, her gaze turning incredulously toward Springer.
What had she done to cause such a sudden drop in his favor? She had already forgiven him for keeping his distance and now this?
In that moment, Amber felt truly wronged.
Springer, for his part, was puzzled by the wounded look in Amberâs eyes.
Ever since their falling out, he felt much clearer in his thoughts. Had this been the old days, he wouldâve blamed Winnie for Amberâs words. But nowâ¦
He found Amberâs insistence on the familiar term âDrakieâ rather disingenuous, especially since Drake had already corrected her. Her excuse about habit sounded fake. After all, she had barely spoken to Drake since her arrival at the Bryant household. Maybe he had misjudged her character.
In contrast, Winnie seemed more genuine â strong, loyal, and true.
System alert: Springerâs favourability rating has dropped by 2, now at 59. Warning: Favourability has fallen below acceptable levels. Please reâinitiate your strategy with the target character.
11:11 Amber felt frustration boiling inside her. She had been silent, and still, his opinion of her had plummeted. This infuriating child!
Springer represented everything ungrateful and foolish!
Struggling to maintain her composure before the others, Amber dipped her head and quickly exited the room.
Winnie watched Amberâs retreating figure with a slight frown. For just a moment, she had noticed a fleeting change in Amberâs expression. Could she have been mistaken?
Meanwhile, Hobson observed Amberâs hasty and forlorn departure, feeling a pang of guilt directed toward Winnie. He opened his mouth to speak but was immediately met with Winnieâs cold, slightly threatening stare. Intimidated, he coughed awkwardly and changed the subject.
âGrandpa was asking about you earlier. Donât forget to check in with him when you get a chance,â he said before quickly ascending the stairs without waiting for a response.
Winnie paid him no mind, her attention diverted by Springerâs incessant chatter. Once she finally managed to send him on his way, she received a message from Drake.
Drake: If you need, youâre welcome to use my study for your rituals.
Winnieâs eyes lit up at the thought of the purified aura in Drakeâs study, her heart racing at the prospect.
She hesitated for a moment, then sent a probing message in return.
Winnie: What if I need⦠gold aura? Could I borrow that too?
She had been so busy today that she had fallen asleep without asking for a âthank youâ from him.
After a brief wait, when she thought he might not reply, her phone pinged with a response.
Drake: Yes.
The simplicity of the message made Winnieâs eyes sparkle with excitement, and even the annoyance from Amberâs earlier disturbance seemed to dissipate.
This was a major win; she had secured access to the gold aura and to Drakeâs study.
Filled with newfound lightness, Winnie practically floated upstairs, her spirits soaring.
Drake, on the other hand, paused after sending the message, questioning his own impulsiveness. He had not only allowed her access to his private study but had agreed to the additional request for the gold aura.
Once a decision was made, however, there was no turning back for him. He instructed his butler, âIf Winnie comes by while Iâm away, let her use the study.â
The butler was taken aback by the unexpected generosity. The young master was not only permitting Winnie into his study but was essentially granting her full access?
With a mix of relief and astonishment, the butler acknowledged the order, âGot it, sir.â
11:115 After a brief pause, the butler asked, âAnd what if Miss Amber from the Bryant family comes by **
He had sensed Amberâs eagerness to form a bond with their household.
At the mention of Amber, Drake almost forgot who she was. Recalling her visit and the unwanted familiarity, he frowned and said decisively. âThe Bryant family has only one young lady worth mentioning. If she comes by again, just send her away.â
The butler understood. Amber was no longer welcome.
In the Bryant household, Amber had just managed to calm down from Springerâs disfavor, teetering on the brink of a failing grade in his books. Unexpectedly, another system alert knocked the wind out of her sails.
âDrakeâs approval rating is 1, current rating 37,â the system announced.
Amber was dumbfounded. She had thought 38 was the lowest he could go, but the man had just dropped another point! And so abruptly!
âWhy? What did I do now?â Amber was truly on the verge of a meltdown. It would be one thing if she had actually done something to merit this, but she was innocent!
She hadnât even stirred the pot since returning from the Patterson family gathering, and Drake had shown no particular reaction to her visit.
Now, almost an hour later, her rating had plummetedâ¦
There was only one possibility Amber could think of.
âIt has to be Winnie! She must have badmouthed me to Drake!â
She couldnât think of any other reason.
A deepâseated irritation towards Winnie gnawed at her. She couldnât fathom why Winnie was hellâbent on making her life miserable. First, she swooped in to claim the title of Mrs. Bryant â a title Amber hadnât even contested, instead choosing to treat Winnie with kindness and consideration.
But no amount of goodwill had made a dent in Winnieâs disdain. Now, she was going out of her way to sabotage Amberâ¦
Clenching her teeth in frustration, Amber queried the system, âIf I manage to boost her approval rating, can I also siphon off some of her luck?â
The system, usually quick to respond, hesitated as if weighing its words.
âWinnieâs fate is unique. Any reckless attempt to absorb her fortune could rÃsk exposing the systemâs existence.â
The implication was clear: the system was advising against targeting Winnie as an object of Amberâs schemes. Obviously, it also doubted Amberâs ability to win her over, much like her failed attempts to charm Drake.