The Trending Topic Herself: The Villainess is the Superstar! Chapter 249: The Grim Reaper Maya Monroe

[Give a hug: Replacing the plane with a bus makes it feel pretty close, the destination shouldn’t be far; otherwise, the production team wouldn’t waste so much ti on the journey.]

[Khaki: Going by the production team’s level of diocrity, it’s really hard to say where the destination is. We’ll have to wait until we get there to know!]

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Kiki Monroe and Justin Morgan were the last to arrive.

Kiki Monroe was in the front holding a pink bag, while Justin Morgan was behind, struggling and sweating with three suitcases.

Kiki Monroe slightly slowed her pace, feigning concern, and asked Justin Morgan, "Justin, are you okay? It’s really kind of you to help carry these bags so far. I’ve always liked traveling with a lot of luggage, and without an assistant around, it’s really troubleso. Luckily, I have you to help now..."

After she finished, she lowered her head, her face tinged with a blush.

Justin was already flattered by her praise, and all his fatigue and grievances were forgotten.

He relaxed his muscles and wiped the sweat from his forehead, "It’s nothing; as a man, carrying these suitcases is really nothing. If I had to watch soone as delicate as you carry them, I wouldn’t be able to stand it."

Jessica Young suddenly spoke coldly, "You just know how to talk."

Justin suppressed his annoyance. Especially when compared to Kiki Monroe, Jessica Young, who usually didn’t get along with him, seed downright shrewish.

"Can’t you live without mocking every day?!"

Mindful of his image in Kiki Monroe’s eyes, Justin didn’t pursue the argunt as he had before.

"Jessica, you might have misunderstood... Justin is just helping with my luggage, and I’m really grateful to him."

Facing Kiki Monroe’s clear and beautiful eyes, Jessica Young felt a strange sense of unease.

With just a glance, Jessica realized she had developed a slight fondness for the woman in front of her, despite usually disliking Kiki Monroe’s delicate deanor!

Her current feelings were indescribably odd; although she should have felt aversion towards Kiki Monroe, she now had a bit of a liking for her.

With mixed feelings of dislike and fondness, Jessica Young turned her back and said no more.

The director, holding the iconic gaphone, walked over slowly, his bald head and rounded, friendly deanor unchanged.

He stopped next to the tour guide and raised the gaphone, speaking loudly, "All of our guests have arrived. Next, please take a seat on the bus, and let’s head to our destination together!"

The bus was very spacious, accommodating six guests and the tour guide on the sa vehicle.

Maya Monroe chose a seat near the back by the window. Once seated, she opened the window slightly, allowing the cool breeze to dispel her weariness and fatigue, refreshing her mind.

Miles Wallace ca over and asked, "Can I sit next to you?"

Maya Monroe nodded.

Kiki Monroe paused in the middle of the aisle, as her favorite seat had been taken by Maya Monroe.

"Hurry up! Why are you blocking the aisle?!" Jessica urged.

Justin Morgan walked forward, "Kiki, what’s wrong with you?"

Kiki Monroe wrung her hands slightly, appearing sowhat at a loss, "I, I..."

Her silence made Justin even more anxious, "What’s wrong? Are you not feeling well, Kiki? If you have anything going on, you have to let know, Justin’s here for you!"

Maya Monroe’s gaze, idle yet intrigued, landed on Kiki Monroe.

They had occasionally crossed paths before, and it always ended in explosive confrontations. Whether it was the butterfly effect caused by her awareness of the growing story tension or not, Maya had noticed that Kiki’s scheming had increased over ti, slowly moving away from the ’simple sweetheart’ persona.

Maya propped her chin with one hand, a slow smile forming on her lips.

This was good, providing a bit of a challenge.

If Kiki continued acting with a ’heroine halo’ without fear, it would lose its intrigue.

Kiki was caught unexpectedly by Maya’s smile, her expression stiffened for a mont before she quickly returned to her ’delicate flower’ deanor.

Lowering her head slightly, she spoke softly with a hint of unease, "I... actually, I wanted to sit where Maya is... I usually sit in that position on the bus, and changing it makes uncomfortable and restless."

She paused, "Am I being too much?"

"This... Maya’s seat, huh," Justin showed a bit of embarrassnt.

The other seats were easy to discuss, whether it involved the cheerful Jamie Miller or the aloof Miles Wallace. Even though Jessica Young was difficult, there were ways around it. But Kiki wanted the very seat occupied by the daunting Maya Monroe...

Kiki noted Justin’s reaction, confirming her suspicion, "I knew this was too much trouble for you, Justin. It’s fine, I’ll adapt. You’ve helped so much already; I’m really sorry, you must dislike now, right, Justin?"

Saying this, she made to take her bag from Justin.

Justin panicked, "This... I... it’s not trouble, Kiki, don’t worry, I’ll definitely sort it out for you."

"I knew you were the best, Justin!" Kiki pretended to be delighted.

As her voice turned increasingly saccharine, Justin felt as though he’d been hit with a powerful drug.

Not sure why, Justin just couldn’t refuse any of Kiki Monroe’s requests.

He exhaled deeply, suppressing his fear, and headed towards Maya Monroe.

Kiki’s lips pulled into a subtle smile.

She always knew Justin was the easiest to persuade and use among everyone. She should feel lucky that she still had the charm to win others over.

Maya Monroe and Eric Rowe were exceptions who remained unaffected...

Kiki’s eyes darkened slightly.

Raising her head, she abruptly t a pair of striking and enchanting eyes, startling her into suppressing her smile.

Yet she was too late, unsure how long this person had been watching her.

His eyes were beautifully clear, though complex and inscrutable, like stardust and the universe enveloping endless mysteries.

Kiki’s lips trembled involuntarily.

It was her first ti feeling the terror of being seen through.

Quickly, the person donned a flamboyant pair of sunglasses, smiling, "Our sixth guest hasn’t found a suitable seat yet? But the guests behind you are getting impatient."

The sunglasses obscured those srizing eyes as if what just happened was but an illusion.

Jessica Young chid in, "Can you move so others can pass?"

Kiki made no struggle, and she stepped aside to allow Jessica Young through.