Some money, though, was best left for others to earn.

For example, the show my manager got me into was a dating show named 'A Couple of Things About Me and Them'.

I laughed out loud.

I asked, "Hey, Rebeca, I was wondering why the show you found for me is..."

She replied, "The penalty for breach of contract is eight million."

I said, "Okay, I'll do my best."

It wasn't until the day before filming that the show finally released the cast list.

The guests included the three-time award-winning actor Heath Osborne, pure actress Earlene Lam, washed-up actor Brain Camacho, controversial rapper Jonathan Marshall, and popular singer Mia Grimes.

This lineup immediately shot to the top of the trending topics.

The hashtags included ##Heath on a Dating Show, #Heath and Earlene Collaborate, #Heath and Earlene CP, and #Jonathan's First Variety Show.

And, of course, a few involving me. Such as #Tamara Announced Dating Show Appearance and #Heath and Tamara Collaborate.

After playing dead for days, I had to crawl out and retweet. [Looking forward to working together.]

Then I went offline again, opting for strategic ghosting.

The next day, the van drove for over an hour, rocking me to the point of sleepiness. I was still groggy when we arrived at the filming location.

[I can't believe Tamara actually showed up.]

[How unlucky, why did the show invite her?]

[Oh wow, she must have some serious connections to still get work.]

[Fame-chaser, get out of the entertainment industry.]

[Spreading vulgar rumors, how disgusting.]

[Mind your words up there. Your alternative account is exposed.]

[Lol, who's got more accounts than your idol?]

[Ahhh, Mia is here.]

I rubbed my head as I got out of the van, and Mia from the neighboring van just stepped out too.

I gave her a polite smile and greeted her.

[Tamara's smile is so creepy.]

[Run, Mia, she's trying to steal your spotlight.]

[Don't be ridiculous. Does Tamara even need to steal the spotlight?]

Mia was a cold, talented singer, who was popular from the moment she debuted and had stayed that way. She had high popularity and a great public image, totally different from someone like me, a controversial celebrity.

The comments were going crazy, practically ecstatic.

[Ahhh, if only Jonathan were here right now, I want to see Tamara's reaction when she sees him.]

[Me too. Just thinking about it is enough to make me cringe and laugh.]

These comments had a reason. When I was young and naive three years ago, I drew fan art of her and Jonathan.

They were a cool singer and a bad-boy rapper. I was all about shipping them back then, cranking out fan art like crazy.

Now it had backfired.

[OMG, isn't that Jonathan getting out of the car over there?]

[Damn, I love it, bring the camera closer.]

Mia had just nodded at me politely when Jonathan got out of another car.

We stood there, six eyes meeting.

The comments started going wild.

[Ahhh, my toes are curling with embarrassment; I can't even look.]

[I wonder how Tamara feels right now.]

"How do I feel?" I thought.

I took a deep breath, my retirement funds waving at me from afar. I told myself to hang in there.

"Hi." Jonathan greeted us.

I said, "No need to say hi to me.

"I'm not human; I'm a rare coconut from the coconut tree."

I winked at both of them, grabbed my suitcase, and walked off swaying.

It was either explode in silence or die in silence.

Either way, after this job, I was done. After being scolded for so many years, who cared if my standards dropped a little?

Sure enough, that day, I shot up the trending list, and I got scolded once again.