The Fake Heiress Turns Out to Be a True Tycoon! novel Chapter 865

Chapter 865: Chapter 865: Noah Zimmerman Is Actually an Angel

Scarlett Jennings and Samuel Chalmers asked for more details about the changes in his demonic power, but Noah Zimmerman couldn’t provide much useful information.

However, because his situation was significantly different from the two previously discovered cases, just in case, Scarlett reported it to the Mystic Regulation Office, requesting them to temporarily assign someone to follow him.

After dealing with the impurities on Noah, Scarlett asked about the manager.

"You just said he stole fans for your sake? Did you always know he was a Merfolk?"

Scarlett had overheard the manager’s long explanation for Noah and was somewhat curious about the relationship between the two.

The manager said,

"Initially, I didn’t know, and he knew that he couldn’t reveal his identity as a Merfolk, so he deliberately concealed it at first."

However... not very successfully.

Even when he tried to hide it, he would always inadvertently expose himself as a Demon.

He couldn’t pretend not to know.

Moreover, thinking back, after Noah saved him from the deep-water zone hundreds of meters offshore, without any sea transportation, Noah managed to bring him back to the shore in just a few minutes.

This, in itself, was abnormal.

"As for him stealing fans for my sake, that’s true too,"

Ian Whitley said,

"To be precise, he joined the entertainment industry as an Idol for me."

Scarlett listened to his words and suddenly sensed something off between the two of them.

Their relationship...

Was it really a misunderstanding?

Scarlett’s gaze wasn’t obvious, but Ian detected it keenly and emphasized seriously,

"I’m truly just in an artist and manager relationship with him."

But beyond that relationship, Noah is his most important friend now.

It was then Scarlett heard him talk about why Noah initially came to Capital Metropolitan.

Simply put—it was because Ian said he had no artist, so the Merfolk traveled thousands of miles to become his artist.

"The year I met him was the darkest period of my life,"

Ian said,

"After I graduated, I entered this profession. With the spirit of daring to fight and drink, I successfully established my own artist studio and managed to promote a fairly popular rising star, which allowed me to establish a footing in the management circle."

To make the star famous, he sought help from all corners, spent a fortune on resources to finally promote the person, only for someone to come and reap the benefits.

The opposing manager secretly approached the young star, and the star wanted to go with them but didn’t want to pay the penalty fee, so they set him up, accusing his company of being a leech, and rallied fans to attack him.

The result was, the star signed with another major management company without spending a dime, and upon leaving, poached the few promising trainees from his studio.

Ian, betrayed by his own artist, was left in ruin, his studio deserted, his career crumbled overnight.

At this time, even his girlfriend broke up with him.

Disheartened, Ian just wanted to leave Capital Metropolitan, find a place to travel and unwind.

He signed up for a local diving project, but ended up encountering a fraudulent club that abandoned them in the deep-water zone by driving the boat away.

Initially, they said they’d return at a certain time to pick them up, but after waiting in the sea for over three hours, his desperate calls for help went unanswered, leaving him and the others to manually swim back to the shore. 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

Half an hour into swimming with the group towards the shore, Ian realized he couldn’t get closer to the shore, and he broke down.

Ian still remembers vividly how under the dazzling sunshine, the young man with long curly wet hair, lifting his delicate and radiant face, eyes full of clarity and tenderness, looked exactly like an angel.

The angel, simply not wanting him to cry, offered himself up like that.

So naive, so pure.

Whenever Ian recalls their first meeting, his eyes and heart filled with warmth.

He looked at the youth, who, having debuted for a few years, still held a pure gaze, his eyes showing tenderness and acceptance,

"I later realized he had saved me hearing my cries of despair."

Such a gentle and kind Merfolk, how could he possibly harm anyone?

Rather than hurting others, he was more worried about someone hurting him.

Now, he no longer stubbornly aims to make him a more popular artist than that previous young star.

As long as he does what he loves, that’s enough.

But what Noah commits to, Ian’s persuasion is useless.

"Actually, he has quite a talent for becoming an Idol. Over the past few years, his popularity has skyrocketed. In contrast, the artist who backstabbed me and jumped to another company has been exploited there for years, barely keeping his popularity up through constant appearances."

But in the entertainment industry, not staying hot is essentially lukewarm.

"Coincidentally, recently they were on the same popularity list, and the other’s popularity was slightly higher than his. So, he thought about stealing fans to boost his own popularity."

After hearing the truth about the fan-stealing, Scarlett was speechless.

"According to you, he wanted to suppress another person, so why steal fans from his own teammate?"

Does Vincent Atkins know he’s the fish in this pond drama?