"Just spit it out."
Mira said impatiently.
Iron Ox snorted. "I still have some influence. Instead of letting them take the prize, I might as well step in myself."
"You signed up too???"
Mira's expression changed. Iron Ox had over a million followers. If he joined the race, he'd be a much tougher opponent than Blossom Media.
Iron Ox chuckled. "That's right. This way, I have a better chance. After all, charity begins at home."
Mira slammed the table, furious. "But we agreed you wouldn't compete!"
"It's because you're not getting results!!"
Iron Ox snorted. "That handbag fiasco made us lose followers too, remember?"
"You called them all poor, and look what happened. Even if I put all my resources into you, you probably still wouldn't win."
Mira said angrily, "You're screwing me over? I've already spent two hundred thousand dollars on this."
"I've lost money too!"
Iron Ox said coldly. "Be realistic, Bubbles. If you're not happy, you can take legal action."
