All Chapters of The septillionaire's superstar system: Chapter 311
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navigating strange dynamics
Murong Wuque bit down on his tongue till he drew blood, clenching his fists till the medicine vials he was holding nearly cracked. “Alvin, what the hell are you doing?” He spat, a complicated emotion dancing in his eyes. Alvin looked at him innocently. “Didn't you ask me to enter the bathtub and run the water?” He turned around to fill the tub with water, and once again Murong Wuque's eyes wandered. He shut his eyes, chanting the mind purification sutra. “Why do you look so flustered? I merely did what you asked me to. Or do you take a bath with your clothes on?” The unwanted voice made him even more irritated. He gritted his teeth, his breath rising and falling steadily. The anger Mr. Silver hair was holding back instantly erupted. “Why didn't you wear your underpants? Are you that shameless?” Alvin chuckled, watching Murong Wuque, one of his brows raised slightly. “Why are you acting all offended? We're both men, nothing strange. Unless… you're having improp
dream chasing fools
JC entertainment, recording studio. Sonya and Fred were waiting anxiously while the sound engineers worked on the track. Fred sighed and played the recording they found in Alvin’s bag, his brows pinched in an expression of deep worry. “I hope I got the pitch correct. Otherwise, it won't be as good as that mutt's.” Sonya smiled and patted his shoulder. “It's fine. We have the best sound engineers, they will know how to merge and upgrade it. Stop worrying and get ready to be the champion.” Fred smiled proudly. “Being the champion is a small matter. By the time we're done with these five tracks, Mystery would only be eating the dust off my feet.” Sonya smiled, and patted his hand, giving him a reassuring squeeze. “Sir, the tracks are ready. Do you want to listen to it?” Their eyes brightened with excitement and they immediately went close to the sound engineers’ work station. “Play it.” A clear melody rang out in the room the moment 🎶 There so many people around, I d
body currency
Sonya made her way to Fred who was hurling things at the wall, breaking things on the table. He reached for the antique vase on the display cabinet, and her eyes went wide with shock. She rushed to him and held his hand, gently prying it away from his grasp. “Sweetheart, calm down. You shouldn't get angry over irrelevant people, alright?” With a patient smile on her face, she patted his chest. He was breathing heavily, his eyes red, face twisted into something ugly. Sonya rubbed slow circles on his wrists, still smiling. “When you release your songs tomorrow, you will definitely top the charts. You heard what the experts said… the songs are relatable, trendy, and instantly immersive, it will be a hit among the youths. You merely need to get ready to rake in lots of cool cash.” She made eye contact with him, still wearing her vixen smirk. She placed a light kiss at the corner of his lips, still smiling. Their eyes met again, and she licked her lips in a subtle invita
DODGED A BULLET
D-DAY STAR SEARCH ARENAFred sat in his artist car with Sonya and the rest of the crew. Unlike other times when he would come out to flaunt himself before fans, he sat in the car, slightly nervous as his team put the finishing touches on their plans and contingency measures. His phone rang at that moment, Sonya picked it up and placed it on his ear. “Sir, we went to erase the CCTV recordings. However, they seemed to have been spoiled for some time.”Fred wheezed out a sigh of relief, and nodded. “That's good. The only remaining issue is to ensure that he will not show up today.”“With the amount of Injury on him, plus the reopening of the old one, I doubt he would be able to stand straight. We don't need to worry about that.” Sonya said dismissively. “How about the incident I asked you to look into. The girl and the policemen that appeared that day…”“They're not with him. According to one of the policemen, the girl had seen him being chased and informed the police on patrol to fo
Rejoicing too soon
Alvin barely managed to maintain his balance using his unnatural flexibility. He wheezed out a sigh of relief and turned to Murong Wuque who was standing up, glaring at him with eyes full of anger. “Damn, man! You can't even take a joke. What if I had hit my head on the wall and my skull split open?” “Then you should die and be done with it. I've never met anyone as annoying as you are. You…” He was pointing at Alvin, his face slightly red, hand trembling. “Boring.” Alvin ignored him and replaced him on the sofa, pretending not to see Tiffany who was watching them in a mix of shock, horror and anticipation. “Boss, it didn't look like you were…” Tiffany signalled with her two fingers. “Playing around like friends.” She bit her lips and looked away. “Your eyes were burning, it seemed as if you wanted to eat him up. Boss, are you sure you're not gay?” Alvin kept silent so she continued. “Since I met you, I've never seen you messing around with women like other rich young mast
Snapping the traps into place
The confident smile on Fred's face was smug at best, when viewed through another lens, it transcribed to arrogance and condescension. He took the mic, basking in the cheer of the spectators. “It's my honor to stand before you all today. Truthfully, before now, I had a haunch that I would make it to the finals, but didn't dare to be too hopeful. The journey has been long, filled with trials and temptations, through it all, I have been blessed with the gift of amazing people who held my hand.”As he spoke, his gaze darted beside the stage where Sonya now stood, waiting for her moment of glory. Cheers erupted from fans who were shipping them together, chanting their ship name. “All through this journey I have learned that hard work, honesty and perseverance surely pays off in the long run. To all the fans who have been walking with me, no matter when you joined us, you have all my gratitude.”The organizers pressed the bell, reminding him to be conscious of time. Other contestants wer
TEARING DOWN THE ILLUSION
Fred felt the world collapsing on his shoulders, his vision began to waver and crack. There were bumps on his face due to the mild beating he received before the guards could get there. He rushed to the microphone. “Please, calm down everyone. I didn't plagiarize any song.”“Are you saying SW entertainment would stoop low to meddle with an insignificant company? Who is Mystery? He has been releasing top songs back to back. Are you suggesting he would plagiarize your songs?”One of his assistants rushed to him with his phone, his father had been calling him ever since they received the court papers. “This is a trap. I haven't even sung the songs for a full minute, yet the papers have already been delivered, as if they have been waiting.” He muttered, his hands shaking as he went through the tons of notification. “Young master, the chairman asked us to take you away while it blows over.”In less than five minutes, all major media channels had carried the news that Fred the Savage was
YOU'VE HIT ROCK BOTTOM
Sonya quickly rushed to grab Fred. Things were getting out of hand, and the more he acted up, the worse the evidence stacked against them, making it hard to deny. Alvin stood there ‘frozen’. His eyes wide, mouth slightly open. He turned and ran, leaving the stage in a perfect show of humiliation. “Quick! Capture it. That was number fifty-four. That was number fifty-four.”“My goodness! Did you see his body?”“Jesus! It was riddled with varying degrees of injuries.”“How could such people exist? How can humans be so cruel? The police stormed the venue at that moment, in the company of Rex's head of security. Sonya immediately turned to run. Her heels cracked and broke into two, sending her hurtling straight against the piano. Blood splattered everywhere, her leg twisting into an unnatural shape. She gritted her teeth, trying to pull herself up and make a quick escape before the police could get close enough. A second group of policemen coming from backstage blocked her. “Miss So
The gift of people
JC entertainment, chairman’s office. Howard Coleman was boiling. The PR team stood before him, tablets in hand, all cowering and panicking. He slammed his palm against the desk, fuming. “How could such a thing happen?”Fred's manager rushed in at that moment, and Howard looked up, his eyes blazing with fury. He hurled a metal award at the manager, catching him squarely on the temple. The injury ran from his eye brow, down to his ear, and blood instantly began to pump out. “You stupid mutt. Why do I pay you all that money if not to prevent this kind of problem from cropping up? You stood there like a fool while his career hit rock bottom.”The manager who had been running around the media, denying the crimes and asking the media to have patience, that they will soon send out an official press release to give an explanation to the fans, instantly felt offended, bile filling his belly. His suit was soaked with rotten egg, flour and sour grapes which the angry fans had attacked him w
marking territories
In just one hour, authenticated videos exposing Fred and Sonya's evil deeds flooded the internet. Fans kept digging up videos of the both harassing employees, doing drugs and bullying others. As for Carter and Coleman companies, their shares became useless. Coleman had it worse because they were owing brands breach of contract penalties. Workers kept resigning and denouncing them on social media to prevent being attacked and ostracized by others. Alvin helpfully used an anonymous account to upload videos of Sonya engaging in foursomes after acting all cute with Fred. All the videos Tiffany gathered over the past few weeks were gathered and spread on the internet. It was shameless, despicable and below the belt, but Alvin didn't care. Since they did him dirty without remorse, he would equally dish the same out to them. News of what happened to Alvin and his previous marriage with Sonya filled the internet with his former colleagues at the bar being interviewed, confirming that he