A Matter of Wife and Love by Mila

“Shut up!”

Elyse, who was immediately reminded of what happened at the racetrack last night, abruptly yelled to stop Amelie.

I’ll be in deep sh*t if she reveals it!

As soon as she said that, she saw countless ambiguous gazes directed her way.

“Aww, Miss Clayton’s shy!” the male emcee teased.

Elyse thought she heard a buzz in her ears after the emcee said that. She turned to Amelie, who still looked

innocent as she shrugged.

Sh*t! I fell for her trap!

Amelie looked at the stupid woman in front of her who had dug a hole and jumped into it voluntarily. As she calmly

fixed the mask back on her face, she answered her words with a smile. “Okay. I’ll listen to you.”

Elyse, who was on the verge of losing her temper, could only clench her fists.

“How sweet! I want a considerate girlfriend like her as well.” The hostess came back to her senses and exclaimed in

an exaggerated manner.

How were they supposed to bring the show to an end after a couple like that had popped out of nowhere?

Of course, there was no way for them to end this peacefully.

They had no choice but to bite the bullet and go with the flow.

They could only hope that their program would end up alright too.

At this moment, Elyse wanted nothing more than to have the program banned.

Her fans were mostly male stay-at-home nerds. They wouldn’t worship her anymore if news like this got out!

With her head filled with such thoughts, Elyse was not herself the whole time.

She only stood there in a daze.

Unfortunately for her, the director team thought Elyse and Foxy’s relationship had topicality, and they kept

alternating the camera shots between the two of them.

Each alternate shot felt like a reminder to the public of what happened earlier.

Elyse proceeded to storm out of the studio after the recording.

“Damn it! Damn it!”

When she got home, she gave her all to rip apart her pillow as she pretended that it was Amelie.

She kept at it until there was cotton everywhere.

The whole Internet was now discussing her romantic relationship with Foxy, and Elyse’s number of followers on

Facebook was decreasing at lightning speed.

She had already lost 200,000 of them before two hours went by.

She didn’t have many followers in the first place, and she only had a handful left now.

No matter how she huffed and puffed and panicked, she couldn’t think of a way to deal with this.

Now that she didn’t have a public relations team, she could only spend her own money to reclaim her innocence.

She spent a lot of paid posters, but it didn’t work.

She could barely control her temper when she tore open two more pillows.

She only stopped and calmed down when she felt tired.

“Amelie, you fool!” Elyse suddenly let out a sneer. “You call this revenge? You are dragging yourself down as well!”

Elyse only had a few hundred thousand followers mostly made up of nerds who were not loyal to her. She couldn’t

care less if they decided to unfollow her.

But Amelie had tens of millions of followers.

Live streamers were highly dependent on their fans’ support.

Let’s see who’s going to watch her live streams after her followers unfollow her.

She won’t even know if no one is watching her stream!

The thought of that instantly put Elyse in a better mood.

She wanted to see for herself how pitiful Amelie could end up!

She then took out her phone and quickly went to Foxy’s page.

Seeing that Foxy was streaming, Elyse happily tapped into the video.

She immediately heard Amelie’s beautiful voice singing a pop song.

“Ha! So what if you sing well?” Elyse mocked, her eyes quickly scanning the number of people in Amelie’s live

broadcast while she hummed.

“I knew it!” Elyse saw the number of viewers at a glance. The number at the beginning of the series of numbers

used to be four or five but today, it was one.

She lost tens of millions of followers in just two hours. Hehe! Serves her right.

Elyse was overjoyed. She even thought that her failure was a huge victory in disguise.

She patiently waited as she firmly believed that Amelie would be left with no supporters at the rate that she was

losing followers.

“You’re left with 10 million fans now. What a pity.” In a moment of excitement, she typed in a sarcastic comment

and hit send.

As soon as her comment was sent, another message immediately replied to her. ‘Dude, do you even do math? I’ll

teach you if you haven’t. C’mon now—ones, tens, hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands,

millions, tens of millions, hundreds of millions…’

Elyse was so angry that she was about to call the person who replied an idiot when several comments popped up.

‘Congratulations, Miss Foxy! The number of simultaneous online users in the live broadcast room today has

exceeded 100 million!’

The comment was copied and re-sent by many people, instantly flooding the screen with the words ‘100 million’!

What I saw just now was not 10 million, but… 100 million?

H-How is that possible?

Refusing to believe it, Elyse began to match the numbers one by one. “Ones, tens, hundreds, thousands… A

million.”

Elyse counted five times and the results were all the same.

Are they nuts? Why are they supporting her when their idol turned out this way?

They must be stupid!

She suddenly felt that she was the mole in a Whac-A-Mole machine, being beaten from all directions with all kinds

of attacks—an uppercut, lower cut, left uppercut, right uppercut, and finally… KO!

…

Amelie had just ended her stream when she received a call from Julia.

“Damn, girl, you actually attracted 100 million people with news about you being into women! You are the only one

who can make such a high-profile scandal. No matter if it’s now or then, you are definitely the one who leads the

live broadcasting industry in and out of the country. You have left an honorable mark on the history of the

development of the Internet.”

“Alright, alright. Stop flattering me with those big words.” Julia’s praises were giving Amelie a headache. “Say

something I can understand.”

Julia giggled. “Elyse lost two-thirds of her handful of fans because of this, and the remaining one-third probably

won’t last for a week. You’re pretty evil, aren’t you?”

This was what it meant to destroy someone without spilling blood.

Amelie let out a soft chuckle at that. “I only made her lose some fans and made her life harder in return for her

attempt at my life. I’m already very generous as is.”

“You’re amazing!” Julia wished she could turn herself into a mini-Julia and kneel in front of Amelie. “By the way, how

are you so bold? Didn’t you consider the possibility of it backfiring?”

Amelie’s actions today were too bold even for someone like Julia.

“Internet celebrities are different from celebrities. My fans, especially, were won over by my talent, considering

how they have never seen my face. What they want is my content. They don’t pay much attention to the kind of

person I am and what I think of love. As for the sudden increase of 50 million followers today, they came to my

page because of my status as an ‘out-of-the-closet celebrity’, but they stayed because of my content.” Amelie

analyzed slowly and eloquently explained.

Julia felt like she was in an advanced theoretical course. She was left stunned before realization hit her. “In other

words, appearances don’t last, so do your inner work? Amelie, do you still need someone to warm your bed? Let’s

keep the goodies within the family. Take me in.” She began to tease Amelie then. “Elyse reeks of a nympho. You

might choke on her scent. How about you consider me?”

“Sure.” Amelie laughed at Julia’s nonsensical words. “As long as Samuel is fine with it, I’ll take you in right away.”

“Pshh!”

They continued to chat for a while before Julia suddenly changed the topic. “Elie, have you ever wondered why

Elyse wants you dead?”