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“Nic, don’t scare me, what’s going on?” she asked, pushing her wheelchair towards Nicholas.

“YOU’RE FAMOUS!” exclaimed Nicholas with a broad smile on his face. “My secretary just sent me a link to your social media account, and wow! I didn’t expect you to be this famous.”

Rebecca winced. “Yeah, ninety thousand followers, not bad,” she replied, reaching for her phone on the table.

“Ninety thousand? You better check your phone now,” Nicholas said impatiently. Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

“You’re making me nervous,” Rebecca muttered as she opened her phone, which was filled with endless notifications draining its battery. She quickly opened her social media account, and her eyes almost popped out when she saw her follower count had hit eight hundred thousand. “Jeez, is this even real?” she murmured in disbelief.

Suddenly, Nicholas bent down and hugged her from behind. “I’m so proud of you!” he exclaimed, kissing her head gently.

Rebecca felt all her muscles tense up. She still wasn’t used to any touch from Nicholas.

“So! Now that you’re this famous, what will you do?” Nicholas asked, releasing his hug and walking around to sit on the sofa before Rebecca.

Rebecca cleared her throat softly, trying to dispel the discomfort from her mind. “Well, I’m just going to go with it. This is just the beginning. After a few pieces of content I created in the past month, I gained over eight hundred thousand followers in just one day. I don’t think there’s a more promising job for me than this,” she said, trying to sound more relaxed so Nicholas would believe her.

“Good! Want to bet? Of the thousands of direct messages in your social media account, some are probably from clients wanting to collaborate with you,” Nicholas said with a confident smile.

Rebecca swallowed hard. “Do you think so?” she replied, scrolling through the direct messages

in her inbox. Nicholas was right; several brands were inquiring about her rate card. She placed her phone back on the table and covered her mouth with her hand, her face shocked. She still couldn’t believe the path to success was wide open for her.

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Nicholas smiled. “See! Without Harvey, your life is even better! You more than deserve all this,” he said, approaching Rebecca and gently stroking her head.

Those words were supposed to be comforting, but instead, they made Rebecca uneasy. She didn’t want anyone to stop her from avenging Alicia’s crime towards her, including Nicholas. But she still put a smile on her face, appreciating Nicholas’s kindness, who even moved to LA just to make sure she was okay.

“Want to celebrate together?” Nicholas said cheerfully, making Rebecca unable to refuse.

“Okay! Um, let’s order some food and cold beer! It’s on me!” Rebecca exclaimed, grabbing her phone, hoping Nicholas would move away from her side.

Nicholas snatched Rebecca’s phone. “No, please! Let’s go out! Let’s have dinner at a good restaurant around here! Becky, you can’t keep locking yourself in here, you need to go out and breathe in a lot of fresh air!”

Rebecca winced, squeezing her sweaty hands, then nodded slowly. “Okay then.”

“Great! I’ll pick you up at seven, wear something nice. I’ll take you to a fine dining restaurant that serves the best steak in LA!” Nicholas exclaimed, kissing Rebecca’s cheek, and waved goodbye.

Rebecca sighed deeply. She didn’t know why it was so hard for her to get Harvey out of her head. She even felt uncomfortable every time Nicholas tried to touch her as if she were betraying Harvey.

“Damn it! Have I lost my mind? Harvey cruelly dumped me and chose that devil woman over me! Come on, Becky, what’s wrong with you? You need to focus on avenging Alicia, not on holding onto feelings for your foolish ex–husband!” she muttered, hitting her head in frustration.

“If Nicholas really loves me, why don’t I try to give him a chance? Come on, Becky! Life must go on!” she muttered, trying to convince herself.

After patting herself and feeling better, she chose the best outfit she had in her closet but then she realized that she didn’t even have an outfit suitable for a fine dining restaurant, and her bank account was almost empty. While she was still confused, a message suddenly came from Nicholas.

‘Hey, a courier will deliver a dress for you soon, hope you like it!”

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Rebecca smiled slightly. Maybe a man like Nicholas was what she needed in her life. She sighed deeply, then opened her iPad, starting to plan new content to upload on her social media.

A few hours later.

At seven p.m., Rebecca’s doorbell rang loudly. Rebecca cleared her throat nervously. She felt like a seventeen–year–old girl about to go to prom night. She grabbed the small black purse Nicholas had bought for her, then wheeled her wheelchair to the door and slowly opened it.

In front of her stood Nicholas, smiling broadly, looking handsome in his black suit. “Wow! You look perfect!” Nicholas exclaimed, not bothering to hide his admiration.

“Thanks,” Rebecca replied with a small smile.

“Shall we?” Nicholas moved his hand like a prince inviting a princess to dance.

“Yeah,” Rebecca didn’t refuse as Nicholas pushed her wheelchair down the quiet apartment hallway. Though it was a bit tricky moving from the wheelchair to the car, they finally made it to the restaurant.

“Sorry for the trouble,” Rebecca said after Nicholas finished helping her out and seating her back in the wheelchair. Nicholas smiled. “Don’t be sorry! Let’s get in, I’m starving!” he exclaimed, gently pushing Rebecca’s wheelchair toward the restaurant area where they were greeted by two hosts in all–black and white uniforms.

As Nicholas helped Rebecca move from the wheelchair to the restaurant chair, a few people turned and looked at them, making Rebecca’s face turn slightly red with embarrassment.

“I must look ridiculous now,” she murmured, looking down at the placemat on the table.

Nicholas glared. “Are you kidding? You look amazing! Listen, stop thinking badly about yourself, okay? Let’s order a nice set menu and go home happy!” he said, reaching out to stroke Rebecca’s hand on the table.

“Okay,” Rebecca replied. She took a deep breath and felt better after that.

While they were enjoying their appetizers, Rebecca suddenly heard a ‘click‘ of a camera from a fairly close distance, startling her. She turned towards the sound and saw

someone aiming a phone at her.

“What are you doing?!” Rebecca shouted louder than she intended to.

“Becky? What’s going on?” Nicholas asked, surprised.

Rebecca pointed to where the woman had suddenly disappeared from her seat. “Someone took our picture! She was right there!” she exclaimed, irritated.

“Becky, there’s no one there, okay?” Nicholas replied patiently.

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Rebecca took a deep breath. She was sure the woman deliberately took their picture, but for what? She wasn’t even that famous.

The dinner celebrating Rebecca’s eight hundred thousand followers went pleasantly. Rebecca tried to forget about the woman who photographed her and returned to her apartment feeling better. But on the way back, she was suddenly shocked by a direct message from one of her followers who sent a link to a gossip news article.

‘Billionaire Harvey Specter’s ex–wife, Rebecca Harper, was spotted in an intimate dinner with her new boyfriend, who happens to be her high school sweetheart, just hours after the court granted her divorce. Something fishy is stirring public questions, has Rebecca been cheating since she was still Harvey Specter’s wife? Click the link on the bio to know the details.’”

Rebecca’s body was instantly covered in cold sweat.