From Trash to Treasure: The Sinclair Family's Beloved Genius

Even Hailey Beckett was starting to wonder if Nina Sinclair had a screw loose.

Among the four regular guests, Hailey’s celebrity status was the lowest, yet Nina Sinclair had just skipped over several senior celebrities to say she liked her.

This went beyond a simple lack of social awareness.

And that was precisely why Hailey Beckett rejected Nina Sinclair’s request without a second thought.

Nina Sinclair’s face went pale at the rejection. This time, she’d apparently learned her lesson and just stood to the side, silent.

The viewers watching the livestream were roaring with laughter.

Nina Sinclair’s personal stream, in particular, had already amassed a surprising 200,000 viewers.

Of course, most of them were there to mock her.

"This character, Nina Sinclair, is killing me."

"You fake fan."

"Hailey Beckett: I’ve never been so speechless in my life."

"The three senior celebs: Ugh, what a jinx!"

"I know this is mean, but after watching that whole chain of baffling behavior, I just want to beg Nina Sinclair to see a psychiatrist if she has the money. If she’s really broke, I’ll even pitch in. We can crowdfund a specialist appointment for her. I seriously never imagined a person’s brain could be so broken. Of course, if she really does have a mental illness, then forgive my rudeness."

"LMAO at the comment above. But hey, if we’re crowdfunding, count me in."

"Nina Sinclair is getting weirder and weirder."

"Thanks to Nina Sinclair, I’m actually kind of looking forward to this season of the show. Hahaha, I think there’s something wrong with me."

"Say no more, I’m starting to get excited too."

"Looking forward to it +1."

"I get a strange sense of satisfaction from watching Nina Sinclair get put in her place."

"I have a feeling Nina Sinclair is going to cause more drama."

"It’s not a ’feeling,’ it’s a fact. Trust yourself, girl. The real question is: what kind of drama will Nina Sinclair cause next?"

"Nina Sinclair’s agent: Ugh, what a jinx."

"Haha, don’t worry, she’s industry royalty. Her agent wouldn’t dare scold her."

The tone of the online comments shifted incredibly fast.

Not everyone could understand what the audience found so entertaining.

Case in point: people were now actually looking forward to what Nina Sinclair would do next.

Next, it was time for the room selection segment.

Instead of organizing a game, the production team had them decide with a simple game of rock-paper-scissors.

The production team had prepared seven sets of accommodations. The best was a small, fully equipped country villa. The worst was a small, mud-brick hut.

Even Gabriel Sinclair started to worry when he heard it would all come down to rock-paper-scissors.

"What do I do? I don’t want to live in the mud-brick hut."

When Gabriel Sinclair had just debuted, Ms. Mayfield had tricked him into joining a rural-themed variety show. His celebrity status was low back then, so he was assigned directly to a mud-brick hut.

The hut was actually quite large and built on high ground, standing a full four or five meters tall. But after years of wind and sun, large cracks had formed, and chunks of dirt would occasionally fall from the ceiling while he slept.

It scared the young master so much that he grabbed his bedding and slept on the concrete ground outside for seven straight nights.

After that, Gabriel Sinclair rarely participated in variety shows.

After all, some directors would stop at nothing for ratings.

It was the first time Chloe Sinclair had seen Gabriel Sinclair so nervous, so she could only comfort him, "Don’t worry. If you get the mud-brick hut, you can just move in with me."

Gabriel Sinclair’s eyes instantly welled with tears. He looked like he was about to grab Chloe Sinclair and start bawling.

"Sis, you’re the best."

With that said, he wasn’t nearly as worried anymore.

Once the rock-paper-scissors began, both of their luck proved to be quite good.

In the first round, neither of them was eliminated.

Gabriel Sinclair was so excited he scooped Chloe Sinclair up in a hug, laughing and jumping for joy.

"Haha, the heavens haven’t forsaken me!"

But Gabriel Sinclair’s joy was short-lived; he lost in the second round.

The house he ended up with was barely an upgrade from the mud-brick hut, which was at least a small comfort to Nina Sinclair.

Meanwhile, Chloe Sinclair, living up to everyone’s hopes, won the best house.

As for Nina Sinclair, she was eliminated in the first round.

Staring at the picture of the dilapidated house she’d won, Nina Sinclair was on the verge of tears.

’Joseph Shaw is the biggest investor! How dare these people treat me like this!’

At this point, Nina Sinclair was still oblivious to her online reputation. All she felt was indignation at being slighted.

Just as she was about to go back to her house, Chloe Sinclair suddenly asked, "Director, would it be against the rules if I let my brother come live in my house?"

Simon Lawson paused. He thought for a moment; there didn’t seem to be any rule against it.

So he nodded. "You can."

Chloe Sinclair breathed a sigh of relief. She looked at her dejected brother and said, "Bro, let’s stay together."

Gabriel Sinclair’s eyes lit up. He grabbed his suitcase and hurried to Chloe Sinclair’s side, like a husky wagging its tail for all it was worth.

Seeing this, Nina Sinclair frowned and piped up, "Director Lawson, my room is too run-down. Can I switch rooms?"

She said it as if it were the most natural request in the world.

But Simon Lawson hated this kind of person the most.

Back then, Gabriel Sinclair had been put through the wringer by a production team, yet he had gritted his teeth and slept outside for seven days just to see the show through to the end.

Now, faced with a similar problem, Nina Sinclair was demanding he switch her room as if it were her right.

Director Lawson narrowed his eyes and asked from behind the camera, "How would you like to switch?"

When Nina Sinclair heard there was a chance, she said, "I want to switch to a brick house."

Simon Lawson replied, "Nina Sinclair, please respect the production team and your teammates."

Nina Sinclair froze, not understanding.

Comments Section—

"I think this season is going to blow up because of Nina Sinclair."

"Nina Sinclair’s delusions of grandeur are something else. Asking to switch rooms... why not just ask for the villa while she’s at it?"

"Sigh, you can’t understand the mind of an idiot."

"That clueless look on Nina Sinclair’s face is killing me."

"Whatever, Nina Sinclair is just so unlikable. Look, the award-winning actors didn’t complain about the rooms they drew, but this C-list nobody is trying to act all high and mighty."

"Must be the confidence that comes from having powerful backers."

"This isn’t about her connections anymore. Nina Sinclair is just genuinely stupid."

"Someone like Nina Sinclair actually wants to make it in the entertainment industry, sigh..."

"To Nina Sinclair’s sponsor: please open your eyes. You should really talk some sense into her. She is NOT suited for variety shows."

...

Back on set, it took Nina Sinclair a long moment to process what Director Lawson meant.

So she thought of a compromise. "Then I’ll take my brother’s house, that works too. Since he’s staying with Chloe anyway."

Finished, Nina Sinclair turned to Gabriel Sinclair and asked with wide, innocent eyes, "Bro, is that okay?"

Gabriel Sinclair let out a sharp hiss.

He rubbed his arms, grimacing in disgust.

Then, his lip curled. "Don’t call me ’bro,’" he corrected her. "You don’t get to call me that. And stop trying to gross me out, for fuck’s sake. You’re giving me goosebumps."

He even gave a theatrical shiver.

Nina Sinclair: "..."

This was even more awkward than before. She could only turn her pleading gaze to Simon Lawson behind the camera.

The instant their eyes met, however, Simon Lawson’s own eyes went wide and he abruptly looked up at the sky, adopting a ’you can’t see me, you can’t see me’ posture.

!!!

Nina Sinclair was furious. She clenched the photo of the mud-brick hut, her expression turning frigid.

But the thought of having to live there for the next couple of weeks made her lower her head. Suppressing her anger, she mumbled, "M... Mr. Sinclair, please, just switch with me."

Gabriel Sinclair was silent for a moment, then he suddenly looked up and smiled. But his words were absolutely lethal.

"I won’t switch."

Nina Sinclair was so angry she nearly passed out.

’Why is Gabriel Sinclair treating me like this?!’

’Gabriel used to be so nice to me.’

’If Chloe Sinclair hadn’t come back, I’d still be the beloved daughter of the Sinclair Family, and I wouldn’t have to deal with all this crap.’

’This is all Chloe Sinclair’s fault!’

Chloe Sinclair suddenly felt a chill run down her spine. She couldn’t help but glance over, a frown creasing her brow.

’This woman... Is Nina Sinclair actually mentally ill or something?’

’Master, you even guessed that!’

Just then, Eight suddenly spoke up in her system.

Chloe frowned. ’Nina Sinclair has a mental illness?’

’Yes. Your adoptive father’s family has a history of mild mental illness going back generations. Nina Sinclair’s generation is no exception.’

’That explained it.’

’Forget it. Why argue with someone who’s mentally ill?’

Chloe Sinclair muttered to herself and disengaged from the system. She glanced at Nina Sinclair, who was practically seething, and couldn’t even be bothered to look at her twice.

"Bro, let’s go."

Gabriel Sinclair nodded eagerly, grabbing Chloe Sinclair’s suitcase with a wide grin. "I’ll get that for you."

Chloe Sinclair didn’t object. With a small sound of assent, she followed the staff member who led them to the country villa.

The villa had a large footprint, easily rivaling the size of a city mansion.

Chloe Sinclair dropped the luggage at the foot of the stairs and pulled out all of Gabriel Sinclair’s clothes.

"Bro, your health is the most important thing. You have to bring enough clothes when you go out in the future."

Gabriel Sinclair subconsciously said, "It won’t look good on camera."

Chloe Sinclair replied, "You’re so handsome, how could you possibly look bad on camera? Go look at the monitor if you don’t believe me. Don’t be so insecure."

In the entertainment industry, managing one’s physique is an incredibly difficult task for a celebrity.

It’s not just physical; it’s even more psychological.

A normal person feels weak after just three days without greasy food, but these celebrities can survive on boiled cabbage for three months straight.

Gabriel Sinclair’s situation was a bit better, but he still didn’t dare to eat much, afraid of gaining weight.

It was just that in his past life, after getting caught in a plagiarism scandal, Gabriel Sinclair’s health gradually collapsed. He relied on antidepressants to maintain his condition, but due to the medication’s side effects, his figure quickly went out of shape.

Seeing Gabriel Sinclair act this way now made her a little worried.

"Bro, if your hair gets too long, you can cut it. If you gain weight, you can lose it. If your skin isn’t great, you can take care of it. You need to live for yourself, too."

Besides money, what supports a celebrity in the entertainment industry is fans.

But in the name of their careers, it seemed celebrities never truly got to live for themselves.

Gabriel Sinclair froze for a second. As her words sank in, he felt as if he’d been struck by an epiphany.

"Alright. I’ll listen to you, sis."

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