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Chapter_17
Quinn stared in astonishment, not understanding how becoming an internet celebrity could make money; she had never taken a deep dive into this.
Abigail explained to her, “You can start your video account, then post videos, sell products, and advertise. That way, you can make money.”
Quinn was stunned for a moment before gesturing, “Can I make a lot of money?”
“Of course. The more followers you have, the more money you make.” Abigail stroked her lower abdomen. “You wanna make money to raise your baby, right?”
Quinn nodded and thought, Yes. I want to make money, a lot of it. I want to raise my baby and divorce Alexander.
As long as I repay all the money the Kennedys have spent on me, I get to divorce him. By then, he won’t have a reason to turn me down.
Abigail was decisive and acted immediately. She helped Quinn register a short video account and taught her how to use it.
Then she added, “By the way, an advertising company reached out to me last night, asking if you could shoot an ad for them. Your image fits their product perfectly.”
Quinn blinked and pointed at herself. “I’m not a celebrity.”
“Who says only celebrities can endorse products?” Abigail glared at her. “Actually, it’s not really an endorsement. They want you to shoot a game promo and cosplay a character from the game.”
Wary of scams, Abigail stayed up all night researching the company and its previous promos. Only when she was certain it was legitimate did she call Quinn.
Quinn signed, “How much does it pay?”
“We haven’t discussed it yet. You gotta talk to them in person. They want a meeting,” Abigail put her arm around Quinn’s shoulders and said with a smile. “How about I be your manager? If you’re interested, I’ll call them now for an interview.” Quinn hesitated, instinctively touching her lower abdomen, and nodded finally.
Seeing that, Abigail immediately contacted the person in charge, and soon, her phone rang. The two talked for a while and finally set the meeting for three o’clock in the afternoon.
Abigail dressed her up nicely. Quinn was already very beautiful, especially her big eyes, which exuded an innocent purity. When she stared at someone, she always made them feel guilty as if they had sinned terribly. Abigail rummaged through the walk-in closet and then exclaimed, “You have so many beautiful clothes! How come you dress like an old woman every day?”
Quinn looked at the clothes, which were all bought by Alexander. He only allowed her to wear them at home.
“Damned bastard!” Abigail pulled out a white lace stockings and a mini skirt from somewhere.
Quinn blushed a bit when she saw the stockings.
Abigail glanced at Quinn’s legs instinctively and thought, Quinn’s legs are long and slender. I can tell she looks perfect in those just by imagining it.
Damn you, Alexander! You’re one lucky bastard.
As she continued rummaging through the closet, she found a nice dress. Looking at it, she smiled and handed it to Quinn.
“Here, change into this.”
She then styled Quinn’s long hair with a curling iron, tying it up into a bun.
Looking at Quinn in the mirror, Abigail couldn’t help but smile.
The light from the window fell on Quinn, making her skin fair and rosy. She was almost glowing. “Guess fairies do exist,” Abigail murmured.
