Chapter 12
In just ten minutes of livestreaming, someone showered her with over a million in gifts.
This amount of money meant nothing to Charlotte, but she'd never encountered such a big spender randomly giving gifts in a livestream before.
She couldn't help but feel a bit curious about who this wealthy person giving her five million was.
Charlotte didn't pay much attention to it. She just gave a token thank-you and followed back the person using her livestream account that she only logged into once every few months.
At that moment, Benjamin sat slumped in front of his computer. Watching three esports experts get defeated one after another, completely powerless to fight back, his eyes widened in disbelief.
'How is she even stronger than I imagined? I... I never really saw through her...'
Charlotte ignored Rushui's compliments and raised an eyebrow.
"The one who said they'd streak—ready to perform? And you, Benjamin, time to come out and apologize, don't you think?"
The next second, Charlotte directly pulled Benjamin onto the livestream mic.
Benjamin didn't even have a chance to refuse. By the time he realized what happened, he was already connected with Charlotte in the livestream.
His breathing was a bit heavy as he stubbornly refused to admit to slandering and spreading rumors about Charlotte.
"Your skills are good, I'll give you that, but you did hide your gender, right? I'll never apologize. Even if I don't apologize, what can you do about it! Can your gaming skills translate to the real world and stand up against the Harris family?"
Benjamin wasn't being blindly arrogant.
Who in all of Imperial City didn't know the Harris family's power?
The Harris family—a family that made everyone in high society show respect and fear—who would dare offend them?
Before Charlotte could react, Alexander's face had already darkened outside the livestream.
Assistant Peter Hall frowned.
"Is this how arrogant Benjamin acts out there?"
At that moment, Benjamin sneered again in the livestream.
"These past two years, yeah, I've been your sidekick, but haven't you used the fact that I'm from the Harris family to get into those fancy restaurants and mooch meals off me?"
"Let me tell you, I've got money. The million you make from livestreaming is nothing to me..."
Before he could finish, his phone suddenly chimed with a notification.
Seeing it was Alexander's assistant Peter calling, Benjamin didn't dare ignore it even while on mic.
He immediately cleared his throat, answered the call, and deliberately mentioned Alexander in front of everyone.
"Hello! Peter, does my uncle Alexander need something from me?"
The chat exploded with discussion.
[His uncle is the famous head of the Harris family, Alexander!]
[Seems like it.]
[Charlotte offended him, looks like she's in for it.]
Charlotte slightly lifted her eyelids.
Just then, Peter's voice came through the phone into the livestream, cold and merciless.
"Mr. Harris knows what you've been doing online. Starting today, your bank card is frozen. You can't consume without paying at any establishment under the Harris Group. He said when you learn to keep a low profile and stop using the Harris family name to act recklessly, that's when you'll get your card back."
With that, Peter hung up without mercy.
Benjamin froze completely, his eyes wide with disbelief.
He never imagined Alexander would freeze his card over this.
Charlotte raised her eyebrows in slight surprise.
"Benjamin, I never met you offline except once, and that was because you begged desperately."
"If you hadn't taken it upon yourself to send all that top-tier equipment to my gaming account, making me feel like it would be rude not to meet you once, do you think I would've bothered with you?"
Charlotte picked up her phone and showed the livestream camera Benjamin's years of desperate messages begging to be with her.
"You claim I used your influence, but actually you're just petty because you couldn't have me, so you wanted to ruin my reputation. Benjamin, can you leave yourself some dignity as a man?"
After this ordeal, Benjamin had completely lost face in the livestream.
Everyone in the livestream was mocking him mercilessly. Too ashamed to stay online, Benjamin slunk away.
The viewer count only kept rising.
Before the stream, Charlotte's account had lost 50,000 followers due to the scandal, but now it had gained 500,000.
In less than half an hour, she became the most-followed esports streamer on the entire platform.
Having resolved everything, Charlotte was about to tell her viewers she was ending the stream.
Then, a golden comment appeared at the top of the livestream.
It was from the person who'd given her a million, sending a message.
[Such amazing skills—any chance we could meet offline?]
The chat was buzzing.
[Wow, this rich guy definitely has a thing for Crown.]
[Yeah, spending a million—Crown will definitely agree to meet, right?]
[If someone supported me like that, I'd agree too.]
[Exactly, going from a no-level account and spending that much money shows genuine appreciation. No reason not to go, right?]
Charlotte paused, picked up her phone, and directly sent the player Cloud gifts worth the same million.
"I'm returning the money you spent. I don't have meals with strangers I've never met. Sorry."
After refusing, without even a second's pause, she logged off at lightning speed.
Everyone in the livestream was stunned by Charlotte's move.
On the forums, discussion about Charlotte was at an all-time high.
Charlotte had become the perfect goddess of esports—someone who treated money like dirt and possessed top-tier skills. Everywhere, people praised her.
Meanwhile.
In his office, Alexander looked at the gift money that appeared in his account and raised an eyebrow playfully.
He'd received two transfers in one day.
The first was 250, the second was Charlotte returning the gift money after refusing to meet him for a meal.
Interesting.
Peter looked at his enigmatic smile, somewhat puzzled. "Mr. Harris, are you angry?"
"Angry? Why would I be angry? You think I'm Benjamin? Pestering endlessly, then flying into a rage when rejected?"
Peter quickly lowered his head. "I wouldn't dare suggest that."
Then he suddenly realized something. "Wait, does that mean you're interested in Ms. Johnson, just like Benjamin?"
Alexander didn't respond. Seeing his phone light up, he frowned and opened it.
The butler's anxious voice came through: "Mr. Alexander Harris, you need to get to the hospital right away. Mr. Edward Alexander Harris had a heart attack. We've already called an ambulance!"
Alexander's expression turned serious as he stood up. "I'll be right there."
At the same time, Charlotte had returned to Gold Valley District.
As soon as she arrived at the Gold Valley Mansion, she saw an ambulance roaring toward her, getting closer and closer, stopping at Edward's residence.