He sent additional gifts, ensuring that even theters had a chance to snag some coins.


    This enthusiasm sessfully hyped up Hera, propelling her live stream into trending territory.


    Viewers, both loyal fans and neers, found themselves glued to the screen, uncertain when the next supergift would appear.


    Whether out of curiosity or sheer excitement, they all decided to stick around, eager to see what would happen next.


    On the other side of the livestreaming tform, Alice, who had just joined, initially basked in a wave of support and affection from viewers.


    Many sent her gifts and red pockets ranging from 10 to 5,000 coins, thetter equivalent to $100, and she was thrilled.


    Riding the wave of poprity from the recent Butterfly’s Touch productunch, she aimed to boost her own following by sharing her everyday life.


    Currently, she was broadcasting from a rented yacht, still docked, while the staff served her food and champagne.


    Alice sought to emte the morous lifestyle that she believed was well-received on social media, inspired by Hera’s posts showcasing avish life.


    Convinced that Hera was merely faking her wealth with hired help, Alice decided to replicate the act, renting a Ferrari and a yacht for her streams.


    At first, she drew in about 3,000 viewers, considering it a sess for her debut.


    Ignoring the smaller gifts, she focused on acknowledging the bigger spenders, inadvertently encouraging men to spend more in hopes of gaining her attention.


    However, just 30 minutes into her stream, the tide turned.


    Viewers began to trickle away, and before long, she was left with only one viewer—her own alternate ount.


    The early enthusiasm faded, leaving Alice grappling with the stark reality of her livestream’s failure.


    She couldn’t help but notice the incessant notifications swirling above her livestream, a sure sign that her viewers were losing interest and jumping ship.


    Curious about themotion, she switched to her alternate ount to check in on what was happening, leaving her own stream running in the background.


    To her surprise, it was Hera’s livestream that was causing the stir.


    As Alice scrolled through the rapidly ascendingments, she struggled to keep up.


    What she did catch was a chorus of viewers bragging about the staggering amounts of coins they were racking up from the continuous supergifts flooding Hera’s stream.


    Some users reported pocketing as much as 5,000 just from tapping on the treasure chests that kept appearing on their screens and they are not talking about coins but dors.


    Alice’s eyes widened at the figures being tossed around.


    She had barely scraped together $1,000 from her viewers—hardly enough to cover the costs of renting the yacht and Ferrari.


    The realization stung; while she was floundering to gain traction, Hera was effortlessly captivating an audience and generating incredible revenue.


    Her eyes burned with envy as she took in the sight of Hera, rxed in a luxurious car alongside Leo and Luke.


    Dave, Xavier, and Zhane would asionally step into the frame, yfully popping up whenever the camera panned their way, while the others were busy reading messages and showering Hera with gift after gift.


    Each notification seemed to echo her own inadequacies, intensifying the feeling of frustration coursing through her.


    "This woman is insufferable! That spot was mine! How dare she try to take my men away from me?" Alice seethed, her eyes burning with rage as she red at Hera on the screen.


    A flicker of malice danced across her face; she believed as she had been reborn, she is chosen by the gods as their beloved child.


    In her mind, all the love, support, poprity, and the best men should rightfully belong to her.


    To Alice, it felt as if Hera was stealing what was hers, igniting a fire of fury within her that she couldn’t extinguish.


    The rage boiled inside her chest as she watched, wishing for Hera’s downfall.


    Determined to assert her dominance, she searched on the inte’s trending topics and came to find out about the race and the controversy surrounding the former members of the national race team.


    To insert herself into the narrative, she publicly threw her support behind Michael and his team, portraying them as the true victims and subtly ming Hera for daring to im what was never hers.


    ...


    [Alice_Quinn: I wholeheartedly support Michael, the ace racer of the National Race Team! His unwavering dedication, sweat, and sacrifice have exemplified what it means to represent our country with pride. Since his debut, he has embodied the spirit of sportsmanship, and despite the unfortunate events that have unfolded, I have no doubt that Michael and his team will rise to the challenge. I believe they will prove that true dedication can triumph over mere influence and poprity. Go for it, Country’s Champion! The citizens of this nation stand behind you and truly appreciate your efforts!]


    ...


    Alice’s post quickly gained traction, with Michael’s fans enthusiastically reposting and rallying around her.


    Soon, Alice’s following swelled, especially from Michael’s supporters, who now saw Hera as the reason Michael had been removed from the team.


    Meanwhile, Larry, sitting beside Gerald, was silently taking notes, his eyes darkening as he studied the screen with a calcting smile—one that hinted at anything but goodwill.


    Even Gerald, noticing Larry’s expression, instinctively shifted a little further away.


    Larry had originally apanied Gerald to deliver the settlement documents to Michael and his team for the breach of contract, but after seeing that Michael showed no remorse and was instead instigating further trouble, Larry was mentally filing away this behavior, including Alice’s.