The Villain Mom Awakens — Going Viral by Parenting on a Reality Show-Chapter 79: Selling Fruit

Ethan Shaw’s long fingers tapped the screen. He looked up at Liam Sherman, one of his thick eyebrows raised slightly.

"See this? Make this false news disappear."

Liam Sherman walked closer and glanced at the screen. Suppressing his surprise, he nodded and said, "Yes, President Shaw. I’ll contact the PR department immediately."

With that, Liam Sherman walked out.

Luke Lowell was still standing to the side. "Cousin, you... this isn’t like you. Naomi Kenway is a vicious woman, just let the rumors attack her! Cousin, don’t you forget that she’s the reason Ian got a fever. They say even a vicious tiger won’t eat its own cubs. Just how malicious can that woman’s heart be!"

Ethan Shaw looked at him, displeased. "She is your cousin-in-law."

"Cousin-in-law?" Luke Lowell repeated the word. He couldn’t figure out what kind of spell Naomi Kenway had cast on Ethan Shaw.

"She’s... changed a lot recently," Ethan Shaw recalled.

"What kind of change? Did she get more vicious and savage?"

Ethan Shaw couldn’t be bothered to discuss the issue with him any further. "What are you doing hiding out in my office all day? Why don’t you go home?"

Luke Lowell’s expression changed instantly. He grabbed Ethan Shaw’s arm and whined, "Cousin, I..."

"Let go." His tone was filled with disgust.

Luke Lowell quickly let go. ’How could I have forgotten my cousin’s bad habit of hating physical contact with others?’

"Cousin, you have to sympathize with me! My mom is hounding me about marriage every day, she’s pushed me to my wit’s end! I’m a handsome and dashing 23-year-old celebrity in my prime, what sense does it make for me to go on blind dates! My popularity is at its peak right now. If I actually got into a relationship and got married, wouldn’t my fans tear me to shreds?!"

Ethan Shaw couldn’t sympathize with him. He tossed down his fountain pen and gave him a cool glance. "You’re already twenty-three. It’s time you learned to solve your own problems."

"Yes, yes, you’re right, Cousin!" Luke Lowell nodded like a bobblehead. "As soon as Her Majesty, my mother, stops ambushing me at the company, I’ll scurry right back home!"

"You’re noisy. Go wait in the lounge."

Luke Lowell didn’t dare defy his command. He immediately picked up his guitar and headed out.

Ethan Shaw typed in his password and opened his computer. On the screen was the livestream for Naomi Kenway’s room on the recent hit variety show, "My Super Mom."

*

"These aren’t sprayed with pesticides, are they?" Chelsea Raines asked. After getting an affirmative reply, she wiped a cherry and popped it into her mouth.

"These freshly picked cherries are so good!"

After a busy morning, the guests sat together. The production crew didn’t provide lunch, but of course, they wouldn’t starve in such a huge orchard.

Naomi Kenway bit into an apple, her thoughts still on her son. ’I wonder if Ian has eaten.’

"Director, will the junior guests be provided with food?"

The director replied, "Ford Warren’s family will provide them with food. The mountain roads here are difficult to travel, so the junior guests will be waiting for you at Ford Warren’s house."

Hearing the director’s words, the other guests felt relieved.

Naomi Kenway still felt uneasy. ’If my son has to wait for me at Ford Warren’s house, I wonder how he’s getting along with the other children.’

Ruby Preston looked at her and said comfortingly, "Nicole, I completely understand how you feel. But don’t worry, Ian is surely doing fine at the house. The village is very safe. Actually, if you look at it from another perspective, it’s like Ian is at kindergarten. We have to let him learn to be independent eventually." 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

"This environment is unfamiliar to Ian. I’m a little..."

"Don’t worry, Nicole. I’ve already told Sean to look after Ian. When the kids are together, they’ll definitely look after each other."

After they finished lunch, Ruby Preston said, "Alright everyone, let’s get up and keep picking fruit. We’ll pick a bit more and then take it to the market to sell for money."

Chelsea Raines rubbed her sore legs and sighed. "I had a hard life at home when I was young. I finally became a star and could enjoy life, but now I have to do farm work on a variety show. What a miserable fate I have!"

Margaret Jennings said, "Less complaining. Let’s get moving."

Chelsea Raines reluctantly stood up and dusted off her pants. "It’s so far from here to the cherry orchard. I don’t even want to move."

"Hang in there. We’ll be back in Veridia soon."

After speaking, Ruby Preston started walking ahead.

After they finished picking the fruit, the guests decided to divide the labor. Four of them would go to the market to hawk and sell the fruit, while the fifth would be responsible for transporting it back and forth to the market.

The mode of transport was a three-wheeled vehicle. Its capacity was rather small. The four guests got on, and they only managed to bring three or four baskets of cherries with them. The remaining fruit had to be brought to the market by the guest in charge of transport.

The guests had a disagreement about who should be in charge of transporting the fruit. Originally, it was supposed to be Ruby Preston, but Chelsea Raines also wanted to drive the three-wheeler and haul the goods.

"I’m very experienced with three-wheelers. Just leave a small task like transporting fruit to me. I’m not very good with words and can’t really hawk our wares, so I’m afraid I’ll slow everyone down."

’Selling fruit means I’d have to stay put in front of the stall. In this heat, I’d be baked to death, and I’d have to shout at the top of my lungs constantly.’ Just thinking about it made Chelsea Raines feel tired.

Ruby Preston didn’t plan on arguing with her. "Since you have experience, you can do the transporting."

Chelsea Raines nodded and rode off on the three-wheeler, completely satisfied.

The remaining four guests split into two groups to sell at opposite ends of the market, the bustling east and west sides.

Ruby Preston and Margaret Jennings were in one group, and Naomi Kenway and Renee Jennings were in the other.

Right from the start, Naomi Kenway and Renee Jennings had a disagreement over sales philosophy.

After they set up their stall, Renee Jennings picked up some cherries and went to pitch them to a passerby. "Need some cherries? Ours are freshly picked and very sweet! You can’t go wrong with these, it’s an unbeatable deal!"

The person waved her hand in refusal. "No, thank you."

Renee Jennings wasn’t willing to give up so easily. "Wait! Miss, just take another look. Our cherries are really good!"

In her desperation, Renee Jennings grabbed the person’s arm. "Just take a look, are you sure you don’t need any? We’re selling our cherries cheap, only twenty dollars a pound!"

A hint of awkwardness appeared on the person’s face. She glanced at the camera not far away and said, as if seeking refuge, "Well, then I’ll buy a little. I’ll just take a pound."

"Only one pound? With cherries this good, don’t you think it’s a shame to only buy one pound?"

The customer was completely angry now. "How many pounds do you want me to buy? Just say it."

"You..." Renee Jennings was a bit stunned. "Don’t you recognize me?"

The customer was so angry she almost laughed. "And who are you that I’m required to know?"

"It’s nothing. How many pounds would you like?"

"I just want one pound."

Renee Jennings quickly weighed out a pound for her, a smile on her face. "If you like them, please come again!"

The customer took the cherries and hurried away, as if fleeing a flood or a ferocious beast.

Renee Jennings’s behavior made even the fans in her own livestream channel feel a little uncomfortable.

[This sales tactic is... exactly like the insurance salesman downstairs from me.]

[Don’t insult insurance salesmen, okay? This is just a high-pressure sale, blocking her path so she can’t leave. I’m feeling uncomfortable just watching through the screen. Rachel, have you lost your mind?!]