Chapter 810 No Common Sense

Celeste glanced in the same direction as me and let out a derisive laugh. "See that woman? It's Linnea. Those three thousand-dollar shoes of hers have been her go-to for months now. She keeps bragging about them to anyone who'll listen and refuses to buy a new pair." I scanned the crowd, trying to spot her, but I couldn't tell which one of the two she was. It was clear that Celeste was better at me at noticing the details. The product launch kicked off with a live stream, and thanks to my trending status, we had over a hundred thousand viewers tuning in right from the start. Cody Farrel, who was in charge of hosting the stream, was nearly in tears as he clutched my arm. "Ms. Surrey, you're a godsend! You wouldn't believe it. On a normal day, we'd get maybe ten viewers, and five of those would be company accounts!" I pointed at the screen. "Your mic is still on." He didn't even seem to hear me and kept babbling. "You have no idea. Ever since yesterday, people have been flooding