Nora

Chapter 113:.

Lawrence swallowed hard.

He looked carefully at the contents and even glanced especially at the live video that was trending where sweetcherry had dropped his mask….

Even if they said the photo might be a fake, Lawrence was almost 100% sure that the face in the video was indeed Pete’s.

He looked at Pete in disbelief, feeling like he was going to have a mental breakdown.

The release had included all of sweetcherry’s classic live moments, such as his adorable question to another player in the game, “Is your whole family so skilled at doing nothing?”

It also included his shout of “Grandpa Sponsor~” in his tender young voice.

The way he added “yes” to his sentences was also practically brainwashing.

Was that adorable, animated child from the live feeds really the ruthless, reticent Pete who had mild autism?

A silent Lawrence approached the entrance to the studio and peeked inside.

Pete was still sitting and reading earnestly in the studio. He really couldn’t tell if he was in the habit of passing on. He couldn’t tell if he was someone who broadcasts live, either….

No wonder Mr. Hunt felt Pete was sick – wasn’t his current self a totally different person from the live broadcasts? He definitely had schizophrenia.

Lawrence’s burning gaze was so fervent that Pete found it hard to ignore.

He looked up and immediately saw a troubled Lawrence looking at him sadly. He said, “This isn’t your fault, Pete. You’re just sick.”

Pete, “?”

A deadpan Pete said, “There are vitamins in Dad’s room. If your brain is lacking nutrients, you can take some to increase your brain capacity.”

Lawrence nodded immediately. “Really? I’ll take two, then…. Geez, a lot of my brain cells just died!”

He then looked back at Pete regretfully before leaving the room.

Pete, “…”

Uncle Lawrence had been influenced by the tyrant?

He was still so young, and yet he had become such an idiot. How pitiful.

Pete shook his head. He lowered his head to return to the book, but his gaze strayed to his cell phone. Just now, his younger sister had texted him, “I’ll never love Dad again! He blocked me! I’m so sad.”

At that thought, a sympathetic look came over Pete’s countenance.

Compared to Uncle Lawrence, it seemed that the tyrant was more pitiful…. At first, Mom was the only one who didn’t like him, but now even his sister was beginning to dislike him.

A sullen-looking Justin stared at the live feed.

Were all kids so spoiled these days? First, Cherry blocked him on Facebook and now, Sweetie was ignoring him on the live stream.

He was the big CEO of the Hunt Corporation. Was he someone who would care about two little girls who weren’t related to him by blood?

He snorted inwardly and went back to watching the showdown screen.

The system was randomly selecting opponents from live viewers. Unfortunately, Cherry had been matched with a live viewer today who had a million fans. The other party had clearly come prepared, so she already had $150,000 more points than she did.

People in the comments started to panic.

‘Quick, sweetie, say hello to your Papa Sponsor. All he has to do is give you a donation with a round of planes and it will become a tie.’

‘Why isn’t Sponsor Grandpa here today?’

‘I know why he’s not here. Grandfather Sponsor enters the live broadcast half an hour earlier every day, but Sweetie started the live broadcast three hours earlier today, So he must not know that Sweetie is broadcasting live now!’

‘Quickly, Sweetie, ask for help from Sponsor Grandfather~’

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The comments made Justin frown.

Sweetcherry’s young and tender voice rang out at that moment. He said, “No, that won’t do. I can’t ask Grandfather Sponsor for money~”.

Cherry had always known better than to ask for gifts from others. Grandfather Sponsor was a stranger; to Cherry, the airplane donation he gave her were just gifts.

Although she had Grandfather Sponsor on her Facebook Messenger, she could not go into Messenger and demand gifts from him!

This was one of Cherry’s basic life principles.

Besides, this was just a competition – did it matter whether she won or lost?noveldrama

She had only joined the competition because she accidentally clicked on it anyway.

With this thought in mind, Cherry continued to play her game steadily and ignored the comments.

At the same time, Fantasia also started a live stream.

Fantasia was a young woman in her early 20s. Her image was that of a young woman from a wealthy family. At the time she was live streaming her purchases of luxury items.

She was sitting in the VIP lounge of a Gucci store as she waited for the service staff to bring her newly released clothes and handbags to choose from. She was also served afternoon tea in the store. The pastry plates had gilded edges that gave them an exceptionally luxurious look.

She sat on the sofa with an exquisite cup of tea in her hand. As she took a sip of the fruit tea, she said, “The fruit tea here is delicious. It is very suitable for women…”

As she was chatting, she suddenly saw someone comment, “sweetcherry is in a showdown with Ika right now. Do you think she can win this one?”.

Fantasia burst out laughing and said, “Ika is a famous second generation rich heir in the gambling channels. I am an acquaintance of his and we have already met at several parties. He won’t lose even if his opponent is a big streamer with ten million fans. He will definitely be one of the top ten streamers. Let me see how the stream goes…”

While Fantasia was talking, he took the cell phone he wasn’t using for the stream and entered Sweetcherry and Ika’s stream face-off. When she saw the number of points they had, she smiled and said, “Is it necessary for them to keep competing? Sweetcherry’s fans are very smart. Fighting with Ika will only make both sides suffer losses. In that case, it’s better to give up from the beginning.”

Someone asked, “What do you mean?”.

Fantasia laughed and said, “Haven’t you noticed that Sweetcherry’s No. 1 and No. 2 fans aren’t doing anything today? Come on, they sure don’t still think those two are really fans.”

Asked someone, “Aren’t they? But they’re really very generous.”

The corners of Fantasia’s lips curved upward and he said, “I’ll show you a way to distinguish between real fans and fake fans. Real fans usually follow a few live streamers and also give donations to a few live streamers. Let’s take a look at the profiles of Sweetcherry’s #1 and #2 followers. What a coincidence. Both are new accounts registered just before and just after sweetcherry started live streaming. That’s cool and all, but both have only given donations to sweetcherry before. Now that’s interesting.”

In the comments:

“Now I get it, their number 1 and number 2 fans are both tools! No wonder sweetcherry became so popular immediately after he started live streaming. So that’s what it is!

‘So Sponsor Grandpa and Sponsor Dad are just her donating to herself~ I have to say that management companies really know what they’re doing these days!’

‘I just want to know if the one playing the game now is still that five year old beauty or not.’

The group that had been convinced by Fantasia swirled around sweetcherry’s stream and began to lash out at her.

‘Sweetie? You’re nothing but a fake image! Yuck.’

‘Hahaha, are you retreating just because you’re standing up to Ika? Do you think you’re too much or what? Your number 1 and number 2 fans are just tools! The former doesn’t dare to show up, while the latter pretends to fall with you after showing up? Tsk, you’re too soft, eh!’

At the Hunts’ villa, Lawrence walked over and saw that his boss was looking at his cell phone with a frown.

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