<h4>Chapter 42: Chapter 41: Livestream</h4>
The morning light was dim.
In a daze, Elliana Lyle woke up and felt she couldn’t open her eyes. This feeling made her ufortable, as if she was awake but still felt asleep.
After a while, she instinctively reached to the side and noticed something was missing, then half-opened her eyes. Norman Bet was already out of bed.
Up so early!
Elliana had developed the habit of checking Weibo as soon as she woke up; she hadn’t seen Joy Lyle’s trending topic from yesterday.
As she imagined, it was filled with baseless spections, nothing substantial. But often when there’s no concrete proof, people discuss it more fervently.
User137876: "What else could it be? If Rnd doesn’t want Joy Lyle, there must be something wrong with her. Didn’t Eleanor Llyod offend investors for Joy Lyle not long ago? Eleanor was even backstabbed by Joy. I think Joy is definitely not a good person."
Most of thements were sarcastic and insulting; Elliana didn’t want to read further and directly opened Rnd’s official Weibo.
Statement
To all friends concerned about Rnd and Joy Lyle:
Rnd and Ms. Joy Lyle ended their management rtionship on August 9, 2019. After three years of mutual support, it ends today. We hope everyone continues to follow and support Joy Lyle’s acting career, wishing her a bright future and ever-increasing sess!
South City Rnd Agency Co., Ltd. August 9, 2019.
This sounds nice, but among all the rumors online, it’s either Rnd or... Eleanor Llyod pulling the strings.
Sure enough, below were fans of Joy Lyle feeling indignant.
"Sounds nice, but why did you sell her contract behind her back? Ignoring years of friendship?"
"Rnd acts ugly, selling a contract within half a year?"
The more she looked at these messages, the more irritable she became, so she simply stopped looking.
She got out of bed and went to the living room, but didn’t see any sign of Norman Bet, only Zane Bet sitting on the sofa ying games.
Zane Bet is good at keeping habits, never sleeping in.
"Up already? My brother just left." Zane spoke while focusing on the phone screen, looking quite busy.
After breakfast, Elliana took a car to the film crew.
— South City, Lyle Family.
Joy Lyle was starting her live-streaming career today, inviting Elliana and her elder sister Phoebe Lyle to be the moderators.
Sitting in front of theputer, she turned on the camera, all set up.
She only needed to stream for four hours a day, aside from being an actress, she could sing and such.
"Hello everyone, I’m Joy Lyle."
The atmosphere was lively as soon as the stream started, many people were waiting for this moment, but there were plenty of provocativements.
"Terrible woman, disgusting, Eleanor doesn’t deserve this!"
"Eleanor took you as a good sister!"
"Oh, a big star doing live-streaming now, still proud?"
"Just a passerby, why was she terminated? Really bad character? And who is Eleanor?"
Joy didn’t pay much attention to these, her face still carrying a gentle smile, she exined softly about the questions in the chat, "The termination was because I didn’t want to renew with Rnd, as for those spective rumors, I deny them."
However, more and morements appeared, still filled with overwhelming insults.
Clearly, the live stream was not going smoothly, even someone asposed as Joy Lyle felt helpless.
No matter what she said, it didn’t seem to work;izens always stuck to their own beliefs.
Although there were many insults, there were also many gifts being sent, perhaps wanting her to see what they were saying.
Very quickly, the top supporter spoke.
Fragrant My Wife: "If you take off a piece of clothing, I’ll gift you a rocket, how about that?"
As a moderator, Phoebe Lyle naturally saw thisment and immediately banned the person for 365 days.
Then thements started to change, gradually going in a better direction.
Especially since Phoebe Lyle had started silencing and banning people, going on a spree.
"666" "Actually banned the top supporter" "Bold, I like it."
After banning some trolls, real fans began to surface.
"Great job, Joy! Those filthy mouths deserved to be banned!"
"Sing for us, Joy. We support you. Rnd’s behavior is disgusting!"
Bzzz～
Joy Lyle’s phone rang; it was a message from her elder sister, Phoebe Lyle.
Elder Sister: "You don’t need to pay attention, I’ll handle inappropriatements, just focus on the stream."
...
PM.
South City Airport.
Cari pushed a wheelchair out of the airport, and the person in the wheelchair was Shane Southwell, just out of the hospital.
Even in a wheelchair, wearing sunsses, Shane Southwell still had the charm to attract thousands of girls.
A high nose bridge, a jawline like chiseled features, the face of a typical star.
Unlike the publicly recognized nation’s top-handsome Norman Bet, whose aloof demeanor is truly intimidating, Shane had an approachable aura. Who would have guessed that behind this handsome and kind appearance was someone truly violent and willful?
Especially the cat rescue incident, which gained Shane several million fans and universal praise fromizens.
"Brother Shane~ Look over here..."
"Can I get an autograph, brother?"
If not for the security guards and staff beside Shane, those fans might have directly snatched the wheelchair.
In fact, most of these enthusiastic fans were arranged by Cari, though there might still be one or two genuine die-hard fans.
"Deputy manager, Miss Llyod said she won’t being to pick you up today, she’s already at the Essen Vi." Cari said, not forgetting to observe Shane Southwell’s expression discreetly.
Eleanor Llyod never wanted to expose her rtionship with Shane Southwell, always talking nicely how she was just a small artist unworthy of Shane, in reality, she just sought more resources.
"Hmm."
Shane responded lightly, feeling a little sorry for Eleanor. His Eleanor was wronged, even fearing the headlines just for picking him up.
— Essen Vi.
This was Shane Southwell’s private vi, he didn’t want to stay at home, much preferring to avoid his two loud parents.
Eleanor still didn’t step out to greet Shane, simply waiting for him toe inside.
Today, she intentionally wore an elegant yet pure white dress, perfectly covering yet revealing just enough, with her long straight hair tucked behind her ears, inadvertently covering her exposed corbone, giving her a hint of chaste allure.
Seeing Cari pushing Shane inside, she immediately reced her worried look with a bright smile and ran over to take over from Cari.
"Brother Southwell, sorry I couldn’t pick you up." Eleanor apologized, her tender face evoking pity.
"Then I must punish you." Shane’s lips curled slightly, his words teasing.
Eleanor followed along with a cheerful smile, "As long as Brother Shane isn’t angry, anything is fine."
Standing not far away, Cari lowered her eyes, inevitably a bit disappointed, knowing it was time for her to leave.
What punishment could Shane possibly give Eleanor in his condition anyway?
At the same time, she felt a bit angry, sometimes just wanting to give Shane a wake-up p, knowing what kind of person Eleanor was.
Yet Shane just liked someone like Eleanor who seemed innocent yet fragile.
Regarding the online nder against Joy Lyle, Shane even thought it was her doing, when she hadn’t managed to do anything, it was all orchestrated by Eleanor.
The issue of Joy offending investors for Eleanor was flipped around by Eleanor’s tears, ck turned to white, what wouldn’t Eleanor do?
Watching their figures disappear around the corner, Cari couldn’t help but sigh. What exactly did Shane’s fondness for her mean anyway?
Calling her Shane’s lover isn’t quite right, just an assistant paid regrly.
But Shane depended on her, she knew everything of his, and perhaps this was what set her apart from others.
But this distinctness, what use did it have?