Corporate slave Chloe Summers transmigrates into the story as the stand-in for the elusive white moonlight—and her only life goal is to cash in.
The tycoon CEO orders her to dance?
She throws on a white gown and breaks into a finger-tutting routine that goes viral in seconds.
He commands her to sing?
She belts out a power ballad with such raw emotion that the entire bar falls into stunned silence.
When the white moonlight tries to set her up, Chloe slides over her résumé—with a certified premium nanny certificate attached as a bonus.
A wealthy heiress waves cash to humiliate her?
Chloe’s eyes glisten: “My long-lost benefactor—finally, you’ve arrived!”
Her deadbeat dad racks up a 100K gambling debt. The debt collectors brandish knives: “Pay up, or we take a finger!”
Chloe beams: “One finger for a hundred K? Be my guest—take them all, and you still owe me nine hundred K!”
Her manipulative mom pulls out the guilt card.
Chloe blinks innocently: “Guilt? Sorry, that’s not in my emotional vocabulary…
If I don’t have a conscience, nobody can guilt-trip me!”
