Betsy Russell returned home and laid lazily on the couch playing games, watching Natalie tidying up things efficiently beside her. "Natalie, you've also been busy for a long time. Sit down and have a rest!" exclaimed Betsy.
"Mr. Russell, I'm not tired!" Natalie's excited face turned red, and she looked at Betsy with admiration.
Betsy glanced at Natalie and then smiled, "Why should you look at me, Natalie? Don't call me Mr. Russell. Just call me Betsy like you used to."
Natalie's heart raced faster, feeling a sense of elation. She said fearfully, "Betsy, it's hard to determine your endorsement fees now. I priced you as an A-list female star, is that okay?"
Betsy Russell nodded her head with a smile and said, "That's fine."
She wouldn't mind having a few more foolish rich sugar daddies.
For Betsy, endorsements were just a way to increase her exposure. She knew that she must become more valuable to get better plays and facilitate her global influence in the future.
