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Chapter 75: Chapter 75 Man On A Mission
Liam was about to turn his face away from the screen when Ann suddenly leaned in and kissed him.
It wasn’t deep. Just a soft, teasing peck on the lips.
Still, it was enough to catch him off guard.
Before he could even react, she pulled back with a playful smile on her face. "How was it?"
Liam narrowed his eyes slightly, then realized—she wasn’t asking about the kiss.
She was asking about his night.
A smirk tugged at the corner of his lips as he leaned back slightly, arms crossed. "Better than I expected."
Ann’s smile grew as if she was satisfied with his answer. She turned back to her laptop, but the moment her eyes met the screen, her expression froze.
All four girls on the call were staring, their eyes wide with shock.
"So... he isn’t your brother?!" One of them, a brunette with glasses, blurted out.
"Wait, wait, wait! You’re dating?!" Another one gasped, practically pressing her face against the camera.
Ann sighed, shaking her head. "Ladies, let’s get to business. Where were we in our last class?"
The girls exchanged glances, some still looking skeptical, but one of them hesitantly spoke. "Right... um, the best way to get rid of the dark spots on my face?"
Ann nodded, instantly slipping into professional mode. "Yes. Like I mentioned last time, dark spots can come from acne scars, hyperpigmentation, or sun damage. The key is to use the right combination of products consistently..."
She began explaining in detail, listing skincare products, routines, and dietary tips to help them maintain clear, glowing skin.
Liam, now sitting at a distance, wasn’t paying much attention to their conversation anymore.
His phone was now charging, and he instinctively unlocked it while leaning against the couch.
Ann had once mentioned her TikTok username in passing, but he had never really bothered checking what she actually did on the platform.
He figured she was like every other girl—dancing to trends, doing random challenges, or posting aesthetic videos.
Still, his curiosity got the better of him.
He typed in her username.
Ann789.
The moment her profile popped up, his eyes widened slightly.
324K FOLLOWERS.
"What the hell...?" he muttered.
What could she possibly be doing that got her that kind of attention?
He clicked on her videos.
The first one showed Ann running her fingers through her silky dark hair, the camera catching every perfect angle of her face. Her skin looked flawless, glowing under soft lighting. The caption read:
"How to achieve smooth, radiant skin ✨ #SkincareTips"
Liam raised a brow. That’s it?
He scrolled down and found another video of her applying moisturizer while speaking in a calm, soothing voice about the importance of hydration.
He scrolled again.
More videos.
All of them were either her showing off her beauty or giving skincare advice.
Liam let out a small smirk, shaking his head. "324K followers just to flex her face...?"
He was about to scroll past when something caught his attention.
The comment section.
His smirk instantly faded as he clicked on one of her more popular videos.
The first thing he saw?
Tons of guys donating gifts.
— "$1,000 for my queen!"
— "$5,000 for my princess!"
— "Ann, please notice me! I’ll do anything for you!"
— "Your beauty is divine! You’re the most perfect woman on this planet!"
Liam’s expression darkened slightly.
These guys were literally throwing money at her, desperate for even a second of her attention.
And then—one comment stood out among the rest.
"Only a god is capable of dating someone like her."
Liam stared at it.
Then—he suddenly burst into laughter. 𝑛𝘰𝘷𝑝𝘶𝑏.𝑐𝘰𝘮
"A god?!" he muttered between chuckles. "Idiots."
His laughter echoed through the room, making Ann, who had just finished her session, look over at him with a suspicious expression.
She narrowed her eyes slightly. "What’s so funny?"
Liam didn’t answer. He just kept laughing, shaking his head.
Ann didn’t press him further. Instead, she simply picked up her phone, curiosity flickering in her eyes.
Liam continued scrolling through Ann’s TikTok, his brows furrowed.
He had already seen how she casually raked in thousands of dollars in donations from guys thirsting over her, but the next video made him pause.
Ann, sitting with her flawless skin and radiant smile, leaned slightly towards the camera.
"Click the link in my bio to join my school where you will personally be mentored by me," she said in a soft, inviting voice.
Liam’s frown deepened. Mentored?
What exactly was she teaching?
He went back to her bio.
Sure enough, there was a link.
Curiosity getting the better of him, he tapped on it.
A well-designed website loaded, sleek and professional.
At the top, bold and clear:
"Welcome to Ann’s Exclusive Skincare Academy!"
And right underneath, the registration fee—
"$500"
Liam nearly spit out blood.
"$500?! That’s my whole life sa—"
Wait.
He blinked.
Right.
He wasn’t broke anymore.
Still, $500 for skincare tips?!
But then, his gaze dropped to another section of the page.
"Current Students Enrolled: 7,432"
His breath hitched.
7,432 people...
With his heart pounding, he quickly opened his calculator.
7432 × 500 =
The result appeared on the screen:
$3,716,000.
Liam’s entire body turned cold.
His hands froze on the phone as his mind processed the insanity of that number.
"$3.7 million?!"
Ann had made over three million dollars... from teaching people how to take care of their damn skin?!
What the hell were these people paying for?
Couldn’t they just Google this stuff? Or even ask an AI assistant?!
His eyes slowly widened.
And that wasn’t even the end of it.
If he added the constant donations, the TikTok sponsorships, and the ad revenue from her massive engagement levels...
Liam felt a shiver run down his spine.
Just how rich was Ann?!
He suddenly dropped his phone on the table.
His head was spinning.
This girl had millions sitting in her account while he was out here grinding in a casino just to make a few thousand.
He needed a moment.
Taking a deep breath, he slowly got up.
Ann, still typing away on her laptop, noticed immediately.
Her sharp eyes followed him as he moved towards her softly.
That alone was suspicious.
Liam? Moving softly?
Liam? Not barging in like a reckless idiot?
Something was definitely up.
When he finally reached her, his voice was calm, polite even.
"Can I sit down?"
Ann’s eyes narrowed slightly.
That was weird.
Liam had never asked for anything politely before.
She nodded slowly. "Sure...?"
She expected him to sit beside her.
But instead—
He walked behind her.
Before she could question it, she suddenly felt his hands gently grab her waist and pull her into his embrace.
A soft sound escaped her lips as she landed against his chest.
Her hands instinctively went to his, resting on top of his grip.
She thought maybe... maybe he just wanted to hold her.
After all, he never really showed affection first.
Her lips curved slightly.
If he wanted to be sweet for once, then she wouldn’t complain.
But of course—
Liam was thinking about something else entirely.
His arms tightened slightly around her waist as his eyes drifted toward her laptop screen.
He was a man on a mission.
And his mission?
Find out exactly how much Ann had in her bank account.
