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    Questions bombarded thement section of Sylvia’s live stream.


    “Sylvia, what’s your opinion on the whole giarism mess with Elena?”


    “You’re rted to Elena, right? So, you must know she’s actually Lena?”


    “I just sent you a tip! Nowe on, spill the tea already!”


    A storm of animated virtual gifts exploded across the screen. Sylvia’s eyes lit up like a Christmas tree—she almost forgot to keep up her charade. Each gift was worth five grand. In just a few minutes, over a dozen had poured in. She’d made seventy grand already—insane, considering she usually scraped together maybe twenty grand in a whole night.


    Sylvia pushed down her excitement and put on a fake modest voice. “Aww, thank you, babies. But seriously, you don’t need to send me all this. If I talk about Elena, she’s gonna flip out.”


    The rich, gossip-hungry viewers weren’t having it—they bombarded Sylvia with another wave of shy gifts. This round, thirty gifts dropped at once. The screen was lit with shy effects that just kept growing.


    Sylvia giggled. “Oh my god, you guys are spoiling me rotten! This is way too much!”


    But in her head, she was smirking and thinking, Hell yes, keep theming! I’m not stopping you.


    Before long, Sylvia had raked in two hundred grand. Just like that. Once she figured she’d milked enough cash for the moment, she gave a reluctant sigh. “Well… since you guys really want to know, I guess I can share a little.”


    The chat blew up. “Spill it! Tell us everything! Don’t hold back!”


    Sylvia went on, pretending to be unsure. “Look, I’m not saying Elena giarized or anything, but when she lived with us, I literally never saw her write. Like, not even once. Maybe she stayed upte doing it, I dunno. Also… she never went to college. I mean, maybe she’s some hidden genius or whatever, but I just don’t get how she writes novels that good.”


    Sylvia had just dropped two juicy bombs. One, Elena barely ever wrote, yet she pioneered so many amazing novels. Two, she never even went to college.


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    Could someone who never studied writing and barely picked up a pen actually be a best-selling author? Was that possible?


    Clearly, the viewers were suspicious too.


    “No doubt—that’s giarism!”


    “She never went to college, and she calls herself a famous writer? Bitch.”


    “She probably didn’t just copy someone’s work. I bet she used a ghostwriter too!”


    Some viewers with the right connections started digging into Elena’s school records.


    Soon, onemented, “I made some calls. There’s no record of Elena at any local college. Nothing at all.”


    “If she really went to college, there’d be records with the school and the education office. No records means she never went to college.”


    “It’s a joke—some uneducated nobody pretending to be a bestselling writer.”


    Sylvia calling herself rted to Elena during the stream only made people more sure that Elena had copied work and hired ghostwriters.


    The tform shut down A Dream Within A Dream, and all of Lena’s other books were removed too.


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