Spoiling The Unfiltered Goddess With My Wealth

Chapter 5

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e on the monitor. His throat felt tight. H

e hated losing control. To cover up his sudden, intense physical r

d ship horn blasted t

slowly sailed onto Chelsi's side of the

urple across the entire Apex platform: Morningstar

nd flashing lights that Chelsi's old phone c

hysically jumped backward. Her spine slam

er back. She grabbed the phone,

elled into the microphone, her voice crack

at the corner of his lips, but he immediately bit the inside of his ch

icrophone close

ng with fake boredom and an edge of commanding authority. "Consider it an a

chat we

ince when does

s dow

star is

t, thousands of random users clicked t

dozen to over five thousand in a matte

was unreadable, filled with marriage proposals and heart emojis. The same fans who had

someone finally

r flared in his chest. He wanted to snap back, but he bit his tong

pe before he did

camera. He moved his mouse and viol

en vanished. K

head back against the chair. But under the desk, where no one could see, hi

frame. She stared at the viewer count in the to

cuited. She couldn'

g back to her dark bedroom. She clamped the phone back onto the

pliments and money flowing across

o the microphone,

r head slightly. "Thank you everyone. I.

begging her to stay, she slammed he

ound in the room was the low, ele

ed as she gasped for air. She frantically tappe

ked on h

t, the balance sitting in her account was en

rs flowing freely. This time, they weren't tears of despair. She gripped her

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Spoiling The Unfiltered Goddess With My Wealth

Zitella Shepp Modern

“Chelsi was down to her last fourteen dollars. After a humiliating job rejection for being "too low-class," the threat of eviction forced her to try live-streaming. Terrified of her exhausted, tear-stained face, she cranked the AR beauty filter to the max, morphing into a bizarre plastic alien. She was immediately dragged into a forced streaming battle with Kamron, the platform's most arrogant top streamer. Seeing her distorted filter, Kamron sneered, unleashing fifty thousand fans to flood her chat with toxic insults. Kamron set a ruthless penalty for her inevitable loss. "You're going to take a bar of soap, scrub your face completely clean, and shove your bare face right into the camera." Desperate to keep the fifty dollars she had just earned for rent, Chelsi begged for a different punishment, but Kamron coldly refused. With her heart pounding, she walked to the freezing bathroom, her hands shaking as she scrubbed her skin raw, bracing for the cyberbullying. She squeezed her eyes shut, feeling utterly humiliated by the cruelty of the internet. Why did she have to be stripped of her dignity just to survive? She clicked off the filter, waiting for the tidal wave of disgust to destroy her. But the insults never came. The high-definition camera revealed a breathtakingly delicate, flawless face that no algorithm could ever replicate. The chat went dead silent, Kamron was so stunned he dropped a ten-thousand-dollar virtual yacht, and a silent war between two mysterious billionaires was about to begin.”