The gap between the two streamers'' poprity was evident. Most of Felicia''s gifts came from Jason, while Daira had over 5,000 dors.


    This posed a significant challenge for Felicia, who didn''t have much of a fanbase and wasn''t willing to do anything daring to attract attention. She bit her lip, looking anxious.


    As my girlfriend, she knew she couldn''t try pleasing her male audience and was troubled.


    After all, things had gone from a harmless live challenge to a bet with a 100- thousand-dor wager, and she clearly didn''t have that kind of money.


    Just then, Jason chimed in again. "You''re only 4,000 dors short, Felicia. I''ll cover that for you if you agree to go on a date with me tomorrow. In fact, I''ll even add another 1,000 dors to help you win!"


    Other viewers immediately started throwing taunts.


    "Come on. Just say ''yes''! You get to earn so much money from a single meal. Gee, what a deal!"


    "Damn, being a woman sure makes life simple. She can easily earn 5,000 dors while I''m out here grinding all month for just 3,000 dors."


    "Is it true that it only costs 5,000 dors to go on a date with Felicia? In that case, count me in!"


    Felicia''s face went crimson, and she was speechless.


    Meanwhile, Daira couldn''t hide her jealousy when she noticed thements on Felicia''s stream. "I thought you were a normal, in-looking woman. But it looks like you''re filthier than the other streamers out there. With that kind ofbel, you''re basically naming your price for your services!"


    She continued, "I might also make money off my fans, but at least I rely on real skills and talents. It''s an insult to bepeting against you!"


    Her fans agreed fervently.


    "Exactly! Daira would never stoop so low!"


    "I heard that our top fan visited her for a few daysst month, but he never stayed the night. Daira is such a good girl."


    "She also said that she doesn''t care about money. She would happily date a poor guy without asking for anything in return if it was true love. How can that streamer even try topare to Daira?"


    "Come on, guys. Let''s keep sending gifts so Daira can win!"


    "You''re right! That''s the best way to support Daira right now."


    Gifts quickly started flooding Daira''s stream, each costing hundreds of dors. Within seconds, her gifts were worth over ten thousand dors, while Felicia''s remained stuck at just over a thousand.


    Lina couldn''t hide her glee at the sight.


    After all, if Felicia lost, her earlier defeat would look less humiliating. Plus, she''d be killing two birds with one stone since she would also win the 100-thousand- dor bet. She couldn''t wait for time to run out.


    Suddenly, Daira stood up and yfully stuck out her tongue. "To thank all of you, I''ll dance a new routine I learned. I''m new at it, so don''t be too hard on me, okay?"


    With that, she tore her shirt to reveal a sexy tank top underneath.


    Instantly, the chatroom went wild with screams and catcalls. Her loyal fans also bombarded her with an endless stream of gifts.


    She didn''t let them down as she slowly danced to her music, swaying just enough to tease her audience and keep them on their toes.