Chapter 134
The Heiress’ Return: Six Brothers at Her Beck and Call
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Chapter 134 Soaring High
At the same time, Ceciliaâs live stream was taking an ugly turn.
Viewers were adamant about getting Holger to send another 50 meteor showers.
Team Cecilia commented, âMr. Seafield, can you handle this?â
Its You urged, âCome on, Mr. Seafield, keep it going!â
âMr. Seafield, are you giving up?â KissSunshine added.
Holger was actually a staff member of the platform. He didnât mind sending gifts, but he wasnât naive.
He replied while puffing on his cigarette, âAnother 50? Is that what you want, Cecilia?â
Though Cecilia felt reluctant, she could only force a smile and say, âHow could that be? Iâm already
thrilled that you are in my livestream, Mr. Seafield. Besides, you always take care of me. Youâve been
so generous today. Mr. Seafield, youâre amazing!â
The moderator and other fans quickly caught on, flooding the chat with messages praising Holger.
Finally, Holger was pacified.
However, Ceciliaâs popularity couldnât hold a candle to that of the Empathy Clinic.
She couldnât believe a newcomer could surpass her by such a margin. Then, a thought crossed her
mind. âThat Emperor VIP certainly has money, and if only he could become my defensive shieldâ¦â
With a sly grin, Cecilia opened a chat box. âHello, Mr. Yarwood. Can we talk privately?â She then sent a
photo along with her WhatsApp number.
Cecilia had always been confident in her looks, and she had garnered a legion of male
supporters through her beauty.
However, as time passed, her message request to Dalton remained unanswered.
Frustration crept in, and she frowned slightly.
Cecilia consoled herself that the streamer from the Empathy Clinic didnât even dare to show her face
and instead brought an old lady to attend to the patients..
Rumors suggested that she was a college student, leading Cecilia to speculate that the streamer might
not be very attractive.
A smile graced her l*ps as this thought crossed her mind. As a top student at Sacred Heart
Medical University, she possessed both beauty and talent, and she wouldnât lose to someone from the
bottom rungs of society.
Meanwhile, Wynter couldnât care less about Ceciliaâs thoughts. She was preoccupied with backend
settlements.
Daltonâs gifts genuinely surprised Margaret.
âWynter, this is too much,â Margaret remarked. She hadnât noticed the gifts Dalton sent as she had
been busy attending to patients during the live stream. So, she frowned slightly at the lavish gifts. âLetâs
just return it.â
âGrandma, the platform takes a cut of the gift money,â Wynter explained with a gentle smile. âItâs just
how it works. Being a streamer means that when people are happy, theyâll reward you. When theyâre
not, theyâll criticize you.â
She continued calmly, âWeâll take whatâs rightfully ours. If you think itâs too much, weâll
ly ours. If you think itâs too much, keep half, and the rest will go to charity. Remember how you always
said that girls in the mountains couldnât afford to go to school? We can use this money to build schools
for them.
Margaretâs eyes lit up. âOkay! Letâs do as you say!â
She chuckled with her phone in hand. âWynter, I can earn money on my own again. I can finally earn
money on my own!â
âYes, Grandma. Youâve earned a lot,â Wynter replied affectionately as she continued to massage
Margaretâs legs. âItâs enough to pay for those fish Wolf scared to death last time.â
Wolf was a tech worker. He still had his QR code on from after work. When he heard his name, he
looked up and said, âHmm?â
The alleyway was alive with their laughter. Wynter and her family finally had something to look forward
to.
Susan looked on warmly. âMrs. Yates Senior has had a tough life. I used to think Wynter was just a
naive girl, but now, sheâs really something!â
Susanâs husband, Hagrid, happily ate his fish. âYeah, Wolf isnât bad either. The last time I took him to
the river, he scared those fish so much that they jumped right onto the bank. I ended up with fish I
didnât even need to fish for!â.
Susan shook her head and pinched his ear, saying, âIâm telling you one thing, and youâre saying
something else.