The Villain Mom Awakens — Going Viral by Parenting on a Reality Show-Chapter 296: Scheming President Shaw, Seizing the Opportunity to Get Close

Chapter 296: Chapter 296: Scheming President Shaw, Seizing the Opportunity to Get Close

He chuckled. "Why do you see me as a child?"

Naomi Kenway replied, "That’s not it. You’ve never been on a variety show, so I was a bit worried you wouldn’t be able to adjust."

Ethan Shaw nodded, saying thoughtfully, "It’s true, I am having a bit of trouble adjusting."

Naomi Kenway was taken aback. "Didn’t you just say you’d already memorized the tasks?"

Ethan Shaw said leisurely, "I did memorize them, but it’s my first time on a show like this, and I’m honestly nervous." He smoothly took Naomi Kenway’s hand and said with great seriousness, "I’ve never been filmed by so many cameras at once. It’s quite the scene. You have to stay by my side, not even a step away."

Feeling the warmth of his palm, Naomi Kenway’s heart skipped a beat. She asked, "For real? You don’t seem like the type to have social anxiety."

Her tone was tinged with skepticism, but she didn’t pull her hand away.

"Of course it’s real. I get nervous when I see the cameras. I only feel safe around people I know. Having Ian with me doesn’t count. He’s too young, so I still don’t feel secure." Ethan Shaw squeezed Naomi Kenway’s hand. "You have to stay by my side and protect me."

Surprised as she was, Naomi Kenway wasn’t a cold-hearted person. She nodded in agreement. "Alright, then let’s find a job we can do together later."

[Ian’s too young so it doesn’t count? President Shaw, your scheme is so obvious it’s slapping me in the face!]

[Such a scheming President Shaw, using this as an excuse to get close.]

[Ian: I don’t understand the world of adults.]

[LMAO, I’m dying! He’s a president for a reason, so sharp. I can just imagine how he wooed his wife...]

...

Naomi Kenway followed the main group and quickly learned about the two available jobs. She discussed it with Ethan Shaw, "I think the hauling job is perfect for us. I just tested the weight, and it’s manageable. Plus, we can earn a little more money. The thirty-cent difference between the jobs doesn’t sound like much, but it’ll add up. Once we have enough money, we can clock out early and go home to relax in front of a fan."

Ethan Shaw paused for a moment before nodding. "Whatever you say."

Ian raised his hand and chimed in, "Ian wants to move watermelons and earn money too!"

Naomi Kenway was amused by him. She crouched down to his eye level. "Isn’t moving watermelons a little too easy? How about Mommy gives you a more challenging mission?"

Ian’s competitive spirit was instantly ignited. "Okay! Mommy, what’s the challenging mission?"

"This challenging mission is to sit on the sidelines and cheer us on."

Ian said, puzzled, "Challenging..."

"Don’t underestimate it," Naomi Kenway said seriously. "Has your teacher ever taught you that no job is better or worse than another?"

Ian shook his head.

"That’s okay, Mommy is teaching you today. No matter what the task or job is, as long as you do it seriously, it’s very cool. Just like..." Naomi Kenway wracked her brain for an adjective that would fit Ian’s way of thinking. "Just as cool as Ultraman! And Ian, don’t look down on this job of cheering us on. With your encouragement, Mommy and Daddy will be twice as efficient. The role you’ll play is anything but small."

Ian nodded, only half-understanding, but still full of fighting spirit. "Okay, Ian will definitely do a great job!"

Naomi Kenway smiled as she stroked his head.

The other guests also finalized their jobs. Basically, all the fathers went to do the hauling, while the mothers were responsible for packaging. Chelsea Raines’s family was an exception. Gene Woods’s physical condition was too poor for manual labor, so the couple both went to do the packaging work.

When Renee Jennings heard about it, she laughed for a good long while. ’Chelsea really married a useless husband,’ she sneered inwardly.

All the guests went to their respective posts. While repeatedly packing watermelons, Renee Jennings smiled at Pearl Jennings beside her. "If you ask me, packing watermelons is the easier job. Look, Pearl, even Chelsea’s husband is rushing to do it!"

She sighed again, her voice full of pity. "Our Naomi is so pitiful. I really thought her husband doted on her, but in the end, he’s making her do hard labor with him just to earn a few extra cents. Moving watermelons is so tiring! I heard they have to push a cart for a long way. At first, I also told my Nathaniel that I wanted to go move watermelons with him..."

Renee Jennings feigned annoyance. "But who knew he wouldn’t let me? He said he was afraid I’d get tired. Honestly! He really underestimates me. I’m not as delicate as he thinks!"

With just a few sentences, Renee Jennings had offended more than one person. Chelsea Raines heard her and gritted her teeth in anger, while Gene Woods, next to her, had such slow reflexes that he didn’t react.

Chelsea Raines couldn’t help but snap, "Renee Jennings, what’s that supposed to mean?!"

She usually tolerated Renee Jennings’s behavior, but this time she couldn’t because Renee was being deliberately passive-aggressive, twisting the knife right where it hurt.

Renee Jennings pretended not to hear. She just said to Pearl Jennings, "We’re the lucky ones, aren’t we, Pearl? We don’t have to do such tiring work."

Pearl Jennings frowned in thought. She felt there was something odd about Renee’s words. "This has nothing to do with us. Let’s just focus on our own work. Earning more money is what’s important."

Renee Jennings just found her boring. Patting the dirt from her hands, she said, "I wonder if my Nathaniel is thirsty. I have all the water here. I’m going to take some to him."

’Bringing water is just an excuse; what she really wants is to see Naomi Kenway make a fool of herself.’

’Naomi’s husband is all talk. When it comes down to it, he’s just working her like a donkey. As expected, all men are the same. Nathaniel might not be much better, but at least he knows how to put on a show for the cameras.’

After this thought, Renee Jennings’s mood instantly improved. This sense of relief came from the feeling of superiority she got from putting Naomi Kenway down.

Not long after Renee Jennings left, Ruby Preston spoke up. "You can’t trust a word Renee Jennings says."

Pearl Jennings nodded. "She always says strange things. Of course I won’t take what she said to heart."

Renee Jennings had to walk quite a way before she found Nathaniel. They were both under black sunshades, but a great distance separated them. She handed him a water bottle. "Nathaniel, you’ve worked hard. Quick, have some water. I was thinking about you the whole time I was working, wondering if you were thirsty."

The people nearby started to praise Nathaniel for having such a caring wife. A smile spread across his face. "You missed me after just a short while apart? Where’s Mona?"

"He went to play with the other kids. We have to work and can’t get distracted, so I didn’t keep him with me."

Nathaniel smiled, nodded, and tilted his head back to take a large gulp of water.

[They’re so lovey-dovey. I wonder if anyone saw Renee Jennings’s interview a while back? She said she only entered the entertainment industry for Best Actor Lynch. She’s working so hard to catch up to him. I totally ship it!]

[No wonder Renee Jennings is always trying to win and get popular. It’s all for Best Actor Lynch.]

[Don’t be ridiculous. Renee Jennings just wants to be famous herself, so she made up this whole story. Even if it were true, so what? Does that give her a reason to ignore fair play? You can’t just ship everyone. Get some better taste. Aren’t all the other couples better to ship than this one?]

[+1, don’t let Renee Jennings lead you by the nose.]

[One second she says she can’t get distracted so she’s ignoring Mona, but now she’s running over to bring Nathaniel water? Seriously, Renee Jennings? You’re something else.]

...

Renee Jennings chatted with Nathaniel, a constant smile on her face. "Nathaniel, you’re so good to me, not willing to let me do heavy labor. You have no idea, one of the other guests went to move things with her husband just to earn a little more money. How pitiful!"

"Are you talking about Naomi?"

"How did you know?"

Nathaniel’s expression changed. Just as he was about to say something to dissuade her, a cold voice rang out: