In his panic, Jack turned his attention to his smartphone and was surprised to see that his account, Jack’s Quest for Truth, had been suspended. What was worse was that his account wasn’t the only thing being boycotted. The public was reprimanding him as well.

Hateful comments filled the home page.

An influencer’s only source of income would be cut off if he lost his fans, accounts, and viewership.

Nightshire Group operated in almost every major industry. Hence, Jack had lost his credibility in all of those industries.

He couldn’t hold himself together anymore, and things got so bad that he couldn’t even sit right. The guy fell right onto the floor.

Fortunately, he was still mentally strong enough to pull himself together. He recalled how the guy who recruited him had transferred the money over.

That money should be enough for me to retire to the village. Thank the heavens for it!

Jack’s eyes glowed. He turned on the e-wallet app and quickly tapped on the “accept” button to get the money.

It was transferred instantly,

That finally calmed Jack down a little.

That was when Carter clicked on the remote control

to show

difference between the first and the second list he showed was that the names of the recipients had

the same influencers who came

that Howard

Jack instantly paled over.

N-no!

some of the reporters have also accepted bribes. Vin and I will sue every one of them for defamation, and they will

and

would have one less criminal charge on his record, but

 

in the name of justice, so how did things turn out this

pressure got ahold of him, and he could taste something metallic

throat. Urk! He suddenly vomited, and blood spurted out of

pitied him. No one went to help him

comrades were in a

flee, but a hidden bodyguard would show up and keep them

other reporters stared

deserve it. F*cking

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