NovelEnglishAudrey was momentarily stunned by the gift effects that flooded her TikTok livestream.
Once she regained her composure, Audrey interjected quickly, "Audessa, you don't need to send any gifts! I'm
just a small emotional broadcaster here, and you can ask questions without spending anything!" Even though
Audrey wasn't short on cash, having such a large amount thrown at her by a stranger over the intewas quite
shocking.
[This isn't a girl; | just checked the profile, and it's a guy.]
[Looks like he shared a video on how to get your wife's attention. It seems like he's already married.]
In an instant, the chat was buzzing with speculation about Audessa's identity.
Many guessed that this person might be Audrey's husband, pointing out that choosing "Audessa" seemed like a
sneaky way to flaunt affection, implying that Audrey resembled his wife. Actually, she was his wife indeed.
Audrey frowned slightly, realizing that her fans had no idea she hadn't even married the guy she'd been pursuing
for three years. They all assumed that her husband was Dominic.
However, Audrey was well aware that this was not Dominic's account. After all, she had insulted him earlier in
the day, so he wouldn't cback that night under a fake nto send her gifts. Plus, he didn't even know she
was live. So, this "Audessa" definitely wasn't Dominic. Maybe Audessa was just an ordinary inteuser.
Meanwhile, in his study, Alistair watched the barrage of comments on his computer screen, feeling a wave of
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'How can these netizens be so clever to guess correctly?’ Alistair thought.
Not wanting them to keep speculating, Alistair clicked and sent ten more lions to Audrey's stream.
[Another gift? What on earth? Did the lion shrink, or did | miss scrazy promotion?]
When Audrey once again urged the sender not to give gifts, it clearly had no effect, and luxurious rockets
continued to appear.
Audrey was momentarily taken aback and suddenly recalled a trending topic she'd seen recently. It mentioned
that many underage kids would steal their parents' phones to tip streamers.
A closer look revealed that the account had just registered the account recently, and his wealth level had shot up
only from the gifts given to Audrey, proving he had never tipped anyone else before.
Not wanting to delay any further, Audrey opened the top donor's direct message and sent a reply.
[Hey, kiddo, sendyour account, and I'll refund your gifts. You don't have to tipjust to ask questions. The
platform takes half of it, so | can only return half for now. I'll also talk to the platform about getting your full
refund since you're underage. Just don't do this again, okay?]
In the study next door, Alistair chuckled softly as he read the message. 'My wife is just too cute, like a caring big
sister," he thought.
After suppressing his amusement, Alistair regained his composure quickly and typed back. [I'm of age, | have a
decent job, and the amount | tipped is negligible. Keep it.]
Seeing the response, Audrey was taken aback again. She muttered, 'How can a simple reply carry such an air of
authority? He sounds like a wealthy mogul! But I still can't accept such a large sum of money from a stranger."
Audrey was resolute and insisted that he send his account for a refund.
Alistair felt a headache coming on. 'Is it normal for the first tI'm tipping my wife to have it turned back? This
couldn't be right!" he thought.
Alistair had no experience dealing with such situations and immediately thought of Logan. Then he took a
screenshot quickly and sent it over. When there was no reply, he dialed Logan's number.
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