Master of his heart (Max and Brielle)

Leona caught the vibe from her fans and quickly flashed a sweet, innocent smile.

"Of course, I tried to help out and pick up the pieces, but Emma wasn't exactly grateful, so I just let it be. But let's drop that now. Her channel is buzzing, constantly chatting about her. Feels like I'm riding her coattails."

Her channel was meant to be a space for chit-chat with fans about anything under the sun, but Leona seemed to be the only one constantly bringing up other streamers.

"Leona's just joking, right? With two million viewers in your channel, why would you need to ride on her fame? She just got lucky, bumping into a big spender."

"Can't wait to see her donations crash and burn."

"Yeah, waiting. No way people actually like her."

Leona couldn't help but beam, "But let's not talk about the bracelet incident anymore. It's water under the bridge. She's got her fans now. Best not to let her new followers catch wind of the past. I mean, I do genuinely find Emma pretty." "But you're cuter."

"And kinder."

"Leona is the best."

The screen was flooded with messages from her fans, peppered with curses aimed at Emma.

Leona was beside herself with joy, her grin uncontrollable as she continued to serenade her audience.

Meanwhile, Emma was all set to share her knowledge on herbal remedies, but the constant barrage of questions from her fans interrupted her flow. She set aside her herbs and dived into addressing their queries.

"What's the deal with Mr. Big Spender? It's his first time in my channel, first time donating. I'm flattered, really, and once again, a big thanks to Mr. Big Spender."

"Will you meet him in person? I thought live streaming was all about connecting online."

A word of caution popped up in the chat, warning her to tread carefully about meeting up with fans, especially the wealthy ones, often

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linked to shady deals. A slip-up could

tarnish her reputation.

Emma quickly clarified, "No meet-ups. After this selection process, I'll probably head back to the countryside with my mom."

"Which countryside?" She

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apologized, "Can't share that. Just had a go at someone. Wouldn't want the hot-headed ones showing up at my door, right?"

Her tone was earnest.

The chat burst into laughter.

For a moment, Emma felt a genuine connection with her online audience, a stark contrast to the hostility she'd faced before.

But her optimism was short-lived as Leona's fans began flooding her chat.

"Thief! Shameless!"

"Hope Mr. Big Spender sees this. This woman and her mom are bad news."

"Steals a bracelet and denies it, using her mom's hard-earned money for luxury makeup, ugh!"

Seeing these comments made Emma frown. Amidst the chaos, she decided to link up with Leona directly.

Leona was taken aback by Emma's

bold move, a flicker of surprise crossing her face. But she wasn't intimidated by this "country bumpkin," ready to seize the opportunity to make her look foolish.

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Quickly accepting the connection, she faced the camera with a beaming smile.

"Emma, didn't expect you'd want to link up with me. Last time I tried, you declined."

Her eyes shimmered with feigned pity, as though it was all Emma's fault.

Emma, with her distinct look and strong presence, contrasted sharply with Leona's act. Unphased, she retorted sharply.