I'm a well-known overachiever in the livestreaming industry, pushing myself to meet KPIs every day to the point where my overly competitive coworkers, who are like green tea, can't finish their streams on time. Seeing my green tea coworker cry is truly heart-wrenching, and the whole internet is criticizing me for being harsh on my juniors, telling me to get out of the livestreaming scene. After three consecutive days of streaming, I unfortunately collapsed and died, only to unexpectedly be reborn. In my new life, I cherish life and choose to stay away from green tea. The comments say, "Get out of the livestream!" I immediately feel excited and, facing the screen, sweetly smile and say, "Sure, shall I leave?"
I had a reputation as the fiercest competitor in the streaming community. I was constantly pushing myself to exceed the KPIs and working so hard that my colleagues, who pretended to be innocent, couldn't wrap up their streams on time.
My two-faced colleague, who sobbed theatrically to gain sympathy from viewers. The entire internet criticized me for being harsh on newcomers, telling me to get out of the streaming world.
After a grueling three-day streaming marathon, I tragically died. Unexpectedly, I went back in time.
In this lifetime, I cherished my existence and chose to distance myself from those Hypocritical.
The live chat comments said, "Get out of the stream!"
Confronted with this rebuke, I smiled sweetly at the camera, "Alright, should I leave then?"
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In the streaming room, the girl who pretended to be innocent sobbed theatrically, making everyone pitied her. "Don't blame Nadine. It's my own fault. I can't achieve 200% of the monthly KPI like Nadine, but I've really tried my best."
The live chat comments on the screen floated by, "It's not Liza's fault," "People like her are toxic to the competition," "Liza, don't cry. Nadine is morbid mentally," "Nadine, get out of the stream!"
Even the assistants nearby whispered among themselves, their mocking gazes falling on me, as if they were in agreement.
Liza glanced at me smugly, then looked tearfully back to the camera, causing the comments to once again lash out at me.
At that moment, I sat stunned in front of the computer, looking down at my flawless hands, then incredulously surveying my surroundings. This was my studio from two years ago. Why was I here? Hadn't I already been dead?
The comments in the live chat on the screen seemed to pick up on my unusual behavior, with one of them stating, "Has she dozed off during work? Why wasn't she saying anything?" " "Probably thinking this is cute that way. Poor Liza, having to deal with a clown," "Nadine, if you have any dignity, just leave the stream!"
Reading these comments, I finally came to my senses. I had indeed gone back in time to two years ago. In my previous life, I had succumbed to these rumors and gossip.
In that life, my boyfriend Kolton and I launched a startup together, founding a new media studio called Starry Moon Studio, which shared our surname.
Initially, it was just the two of us. Kolton handled resources and operations, while I was in charge of live-streaming sales. We were lucky to ride the live streaming boom and quickly earned our first significant income as foundation. Due to my skills, I became a famous streamer.
Our studio's business grew rapidly. In just a few years, it expanded from a two-person operation to a company with over a hundred employees. Kolton and I were constantly busy with our respective tasks, barely having time to have a break. It was during this time that Liza joined the company as a newcomer.
Liza had an innocent and pure appearance, with big, watery eyes that made her look pitiful.
As soon as she joined the company, she would constantly cottoned up to, often complaining that she was fresh out of college and didn't know anything, fearing she might be fired by her superiors. I had a high regard for young girl and advised Kolton to take care of her.
Little did I know that the girl I casually helped would eventually turn into a venomous snake that would bite me!
Kallie, a mute who had been ignored by her husband for five years since their wedding, also suffered the loss of her pregnancy due to her cruel mother-in-law. After the divorce, she learned that her ex-husband had quickly gotten engaged to the woman he truly loved. Holding her slightly rounded belly, she realized that he had never really cared for her. Determined, she left him behind, treating him as a stranger. Yet, after she left, he scoured the globe in search of her. When their paths crossed once more, Kallie had already found new happiness. For the first time, he pleaded humbly, "Please don't leave me..." But Kallie's response was firm and dismissive, cutting through any lingering ties. "Get lost!"
Catherine swallowed with her eyes closed and her lips slightly open, a moan escaped her lips when Lucas slid two fingers under her panties, "Lucas..." She moaned, lost in the sinful desire as her ex-boyfriend's dad moved his fingers against her rosy flesh... *************** Catherine, a young mother of two who came to the city with the hope of finding her twin's father only to be denied and deserted by him, found herself entangled in a forbidden web of craving. As the flame of passion ignites between her and the CEO, Lucas Leonard—her ex-boyfriend's father—their affair takes them on a journey of temptation and sinful desires.Struggling with society's judgment and their own inner desire, Catherine and Lucas must steer the treacherous judgemental waters of the society and either fight for their love or let it crumble especially when her ex-lover came back to claim her and the twins. Will their love withstand the dishonorable whispers, or will it crumble under the weight of societal expectations and her ex-lover's conspiracies to win her back?
To the public, she was the CEO's executive secretary. Behind closed doors, she was the wife he never officially acknowledged. Jenessa was elated when she learned that she was pregnant. But that joy was replaced with dread as her husband, Ryan, showered his affections on his first love. With a heavy heart, she chose to set him free and leave. When they met again, Ryan's attention was caught by Jenessa's protruding belly. "Whose child are you carrying?!" he demanded. But she only scoffed. "It's none of your business, my dear ex-husband!"
Loraine was a dutiful wife to Marco since they got married three years ago. However, he treated her like trash. Nothing she did softened his heart. One day, Loraine got fed up with it all. She asked him for a divorce and left him to enjoy with his mistress. The elites looked at her like she was deranged. "Are you out of your mind? Why are you so willing to divorce him?" "It's because I need to return home to get a billion-dollar fortune. Besides, I don't love him anymore," Loraine replied with a smile. They all laughed at her. Some believed that the divorce affected her mentally. It wasn't until the next day that they realized she wasn't fibbing. A woman was suddenly declared the world's youngest female billionaire. It turned out to be Loraine! Marco was shocked to the bone. When he met his ex-wife again, she was a changed person. A group of handsome young men surrounded her. She was smiling at them all. The sight made Marco's heart ache severely. Putting his pride aside, he tried to win her back. "Hello, love. I see that you are a billionaire now. You shouldn't be with suckers who just want your money. How about you come back to me? I'm a billionaire too. Together, we can build a strong empire. What do you say?" Loraine squinted at her ex-husband with her lips curled in disgust.
"You're mine, little puppy," Kylan growled against my neck. A soft gasp escaped my lips as his lips brushed my skin. My mind screamed at me to push him away-the Lycan Prince who had humiliated me again and again, but my body betrayed me, leaning into him before I could stop myself. He pressed his lips against mine, and his kiss grew more aggressive, more possessive as I felt my legs weaken. What was I doing? In a split-second, I pulled away and slapped him hard across the face. Kylan's eyes darkened, but the smirk on his lips exposed his amusement. "You and I both know we can't fight this, Violet," he said, gripping my wrist. "You're my mate." "And yet you don't want me," I replied. "You told me you were ashamed of me, that l'd never be your queen, that you'd never love me. So please, accept my rejection and let me go." "Never," he whispered, his grip tightening as he pulled me closer. "Soon enough, you'll be begging for me. and when you do-I'll use you as I see fit and then I'll reject you."
Rena got into an entanglement with a big shot when she was drunk one night. She needed Waylen's help while he was drawn to her youthful beauty. As such, what was supposed to be a one-night stand progressed into something serious. All was well until Rena discovered that Waylen's heart belonged to another woman. When his first love returned, he stopped coming home, leaving Rena all alone for many nights. She put up with it until she received a check and farewell note one day. Contrary to how Waylen expected her to react, Rena had a smile on her face as she bid him farewell. "It was fun while it lasted, Waylen. May our paths never cross. Have a nice life." But as fate would have it, their paths crossed again. This time, Rena had another man by her side. Waylen's eyes burned with jealousy. He spat, "How the hell did you move on? I thought you loved only me!" "Keyword, loved!" Rena flipped her hair back and retorted, "There are plenty of fish in the sea, Waylen. Besides, you were the one who asked for a breakup. Now, if you want to date me, you have to wait in line." The next day, Rena received a credit alert of billions and a diamond ring. Waylen appeared again, got down on one knee, and uttered, "May I cut in line, Rena? I still want you."