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The Return of the Cannon Fodder Trillion Heiress-Chapter 885 Race About To Start
Chapter 885: Chapter 885 Race About To Start
[WannaWin: Wait! Holy shit! Are my eyes playing tricks on me? Am I seeing 12 zeros on the total amount pool under that woman’s bet? Or was the system crashing, or was this a way for us to put more money into our bet? A marketing strategy, maybe?
[WannaWin: (× ( ゚Д゚)<!!] novelbuddy-cσ๓
[International_Betting_Organization_Official: @WannaWin — Please refrain from making baseless accusations. Our betting system is not rigged, and we’re certainly not doing anything shady under the table. This betting event has been officially acknowledged by participating countries to support their respective champions in this race.]
[International_Betting_Organization_Official: We’re displaying the live betting pool in real time, globally. We’ve also received clearance from each country’s regulatory authorities, meaning that even a single missing cent would make us legally accountable.]
[International_Betting_Organization_Official: As for the current pool, yes, it has indeed surpassed 100 trillion dollars. We’ve double-, triple-, and quadruple-checked it with our banking partners, who themselves were alarmed by the influx.]
[International_Betting_Organization_Official: So, please, don’t hesitate to place your bets. The higher your wager, the bigger your potential winnings!]
[HeraIsMySister: Σ(°ロ°)!?]
[HeraIsMySister: @PasserbyGod WHO ARE YOU?! Did you accidentally sell your soul to the devil to have this kind of money?? So you weren’t joking earlier??]
[AuntieNextDoor: @PasserbyGod Sir... do you adopt? Can you adopt me too??]
[AuntieNextDoor: I ended up placing all my savings, too... but it only added up to about $10 million when everything was combined. I originally planned to bet just $50,000, but after seeing how much everyone else was putting in to support our girl Hera, I felt a little embarrassed. Even a middle schooler and my junior assistant managed to throw in over a million... I just— ]
[HeraIsMySister: @AuntieNextDoor Sister, that’s different! I was putting all my eggs in one basket, hoping to hit it big so I could finally call myself a future rich girl. You, on the other hand, are already rich AND you’re doing it to support our sister Hera wholeheartedly, while I’m also kinda... taking advantage of the situation, LOL]
[Dummy245: @HeraIsMySister You really have no shame saying that out loud, huh?]
[HeraIsMySister: @Dummy245 At least I’m being honest about it! Besides, I believe in Sister Hera; she’s my lucky star. So what if I blew my college fund? It was gifted by President Leo anyway! And since he’s hospitalized and can’t place a bet himself, this is my way of supporting sister Hera on his behalf, too. So yeah, what of it? ]
[HeraIsMySister: If he were to place his bet, I’m sure, he’d be competing with the rest of my sister Hera’s boyfriend to be on the top and with the most money place on her, that’s how much they trusted her abilities, and so, with these powerful people trusting her, why can’t I?]
[TheMiddleSchoolerIsMyDaughter: Ha! You brat @HeraIsMySister, you sound so righteous, just wait until you get back home and I’d surely grill you, you don’t have to wait for hell to grill you, I’d do it!!!]
[TheMiddleSchoolerIsMyDaughter: So that’s why you ran to Paris with your boss, so you could do whatever you want, huh?! Just pray, really pray, you don’t lose the money or you are dead!]
[HeraIsMySister: Ah! Speak of the shedevil and she will appear!]
[TheMiddleSchoolerIsMyDaughter: @HeraIsMySister, what are you saying? Who’s the shedevil?!]
[HeraIsMySister: (ఠ్ఠ︿ఠ్ఠ)]
[HeraIsMySister: Mom, I was wrong!!!! But don’t worry, I’ll get the money back when I win!!!]
[AuntieNextDoor: This line of comment seems so familiar. Felt like a deja vu!]
[PasserbyGod: Indeed, a deja vu...]
[AuntieNextDoor: @PasserbyGod, who are you really? Why do you have so much money? You aren’t a drug lord, are you?!]
[AuntieNextDoor: ( ; ω ; ) (°ヘ°)]
[PasserbyGod: @AuntieNextDoor, little kids don’t need to know so much.]
[HeraIsMySister: You sound like my grandfather @PasserbyGod]
[PasserbyGod: ( ̄∇ ̄;))) ( ((((;_⊿_)]
[Alexandre_ArnaultOfficial: Has bet $500,000.]
[Alexandre_ArnaultOfficial: I also wanted to show my support for this wonderful lady, I wish her success.]
[ParisianElite: Woah! Prince Alex, are you not going to support our country’s champion? Or is the beauty your love interest? Are you planning to win her heart by showering her with money and love?]
[Alexandre_ArnaultOfficial: @ParisianElite Shut up, don’t make it sound like she’s some kind of item to be auction or a materialistic woman! Or I’ll shut your mouth if you can’t keep it shut yourself!]
[ParisianElite: ...]
[SilverEmperor: Oh?! So, you even wanted the world to be your witness?]
[Sweetheart_Iam_Your_Little_Doggie: And who is this unknown lad?]
[FatherOfCaduceus: I’ll pretend I didn’t know you, you are a little...]
[Sweetheart_Iam_Your_Little_Doggie: What?]
[EntertainmentKing: (¬ε ლ)]
[GoldenLight: (; ¬_ლ)]
[GoldenLight: You are an embarrassment, don’t say we know you!]
[Sweetheart_Iam_Your_Little_Doggie: What? I was just trying to intimidate the new guy! So he won’t covet my sweetheart!]
[Sweetheart_Iam_Your_Little_Doggie: Why are you guys instead coming after me? Am I not your friend? @EntertainmentKing, @GoldenLight, @FatherOfCaduceus and @SilverEmperor.]
[Sweetheart_Iam_Your_Little_Doggie: (╯°□°)╯︵ ┻━┻]
[EntertainmentKing: Well, our little foolish forever last ranking. The man you are asking who he is, is the crown prince of the elite social circle of Paris and was known as a leading conglomerate in the luxury goods...]
[Sweetheart_Iam_Your_Little_Doggie: I know...]
[FatherOfCaduceus: Then, why are you poking the hornet’s nest?]
[Sweetheart_Iam_Your_Little_Doggie: ლ(´• Д •`ლ)]
...
While everyone was having a field day watching the drama unfold around Hera’s circle of boyfriends, each trying to outbid the other with extravagant bets, and speculating about her new love interest, Hera simply stepped out in her racing suit as the race was about to begin.
Xavier gave her an encouraging hug, while Alexandre, understanding his place, offered her a supportive nod. Hera smiled warmly at both of them before picking up her helmet, tucking it under her arm, and making her way out.
The moment she stepped out of the garage, the camera zoomed in on her flawless face, and her image was broadcast across the giant screens around the racetrack. In the stands, her fans, led by Massie and Stacy, the heads of her official fan club, waved banners and lit up red and dark purple glow sticks. They even wore matching T-shirts printed with Hera’s face, looking every bit the devoted fans.
But what set this fan group apart was that many of them were actually high-profile business figures, executives, and CEOs who had initially aligned with Hera when other big companies tried to boycott her, to kick her when they thought she was down because she got in the wrong side of the BMW and PGA Tour due to the race position, only to realize that aligning with her brought explosive growth to those who supported her.
Those who stood by her early on had seen their businesses soar, and in admiration (and a bit of strategic foresight), they had now become her biggest supporters. Some of them had flown in with Massie, who had organized a fan meetup at the airport to support Hera in person for the race.
Had they known that Hera was also the designer behind Andarta Aria, the dark horse in the jewelry design, the venue would’ve been flooded yesterday, but Hera had kept that identity tightly under wraps, so most were still in the dark.
So instead, they poured all their enthusiasm and energy into cheering for this race. The moment Hera’s face appeared on the big screen, her fans erupted into loud, rhythmic chants of her name, their voices echoing across the venue.
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Thank you again, my little Goddesses Itslaoni and Shell_Rodriguez, for the Golden Tickets and support!!! Love yah, girls!
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