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"The hologram is accurate." "I know. But the date of birth. It says today." Cale frowned. He pulled his wallet out of his back pocket. He checked the ID. DOB: November 12, 1990. "Today is November 12th," Cale said. "Exactly. It's your birthday. Technically." "It is a fabricated data point," Cale said. "I was not born on November 12th. I do not know when I was born. Or if I was born."

“Too late, human mate. The feed goes live in ten minutes. I do not want revenge. I want the world to see what your alpha really is. And I want the money that comes with it. Say goodbye to your secrets.” Zara showed Damien the screen. The bond flared with cold rage. They were still blocks away. The live stream timer on Cross’s dark web channel had already started counting down. Nine minutes remained. And somewhere in that penthouse a camera was already rolling on an empty chair, waiting for the alpha to appear or the world to change forever.

She turned to Marcus. “Call the lawyers. Move the press conference to right now. I am going live again. From this room.” Marcus nodded. He stepped out to make the calls. Maya sat on the bed with Leo. She picked up the laptop again. The live stream account was still open. She started a new broadcast. The numbers jumped up fast. Millions joined in seconds. Maya looked straight into the camera. “Damson’s mother just killed a man on live video,” she said. “She did it to stop me from talking. But I am still talking.”

**EVE’S POV** “Ugh! When exactly are they going to announce it?” Daniel groaned, pacing the room like a lion in a cage. “Calm down, kid,” I said, adjusting my position on the couch. “The platform says emails will be sent out on the 3rd of May.” Daniel glanced at his phone, as if wanting to me sure that he wasn’t mistaken with his calculations. “It’s the 3rd!!!.” he retorted. “Yes. But it’s only noon. The emails goes out by 2pm.”

His sweetheart's elder brother was having his internship in DaFaté as the manager of a branch in the suburbs of New york city, a few miles from Fairford Overlook. He'd known exactly where to be (although he was skeptical) when he got a phone call from a queer number and although the voice on the call was brassy, harsh and somewhat intimidating, he couldn't help but "meet them at 5pm in the DaFaté downtown" just as the voice had said. He knew something horrible was going to happen if he wasn't there at 5. His knowing it and being there was probably the best decision he'd ever made in his entire life... Or was it?

People can't find me, and few know it's me. 'Yes, I don't even know. I've been with you day and night.' Javen's lips twitched. Looking at Cassie's eyes, he almost wanted to suck her in. 'This...' Cassie turned her head and saw the detailed look in Javen's eyes. She laughed dryly and said, 'My identity is a bit too much.' Javen had gone through so many things that he was used to her sudden identity. 'Let's do the live broadcast at 9 o'clock tonight, but... what's the live broadcast?'

It wasn't until she got into Larissa's car that she smacked her thigh in triumph and exclaimed, "I remember now! That's the guy from LuminoLive! He tried to get me to join them last time, but I refused." LuminoLive was the only live-streaming platform that could rival StreamWave. The country's most popular anchors were predominantly on these two platforms. Seeing someone having a meal with Lana, it was obvious what it meant. However, it remained unclear whether LuminoLive was attempting to poach Lana or if Lana herself wanted to jump ship.

Chapter 54: Play the Part ───── ❝ R U B Y F R I D A Y ' S P O V ❞ ──── ║ Gregorian Calendar ║ 02 - 26 - 2027 ║ ║ Friday║ (D - DAY) The Commencement of Olympia's Cup║

This would allow for a steady and prolonged presence in the trending wave of short videos. She would release a video every few days. It kept her fans extremely excited. When she posted her fifth video, she finally pinned a top comment that read, "live stream tonight at eight". Suddenly, "Celeste's live stream" became the top search of the short-video platform. At 8:00 pm, Celeste had just gone live where there were already hundreds of thousands of users waiting. After ten minutes, there were more than a million users. Damon set an alarm for her live stream, but was late because he had to answer a call at that exact time.

Daniel leaned forward, his eyes sharp with curiosity. “So, what’s the plan? How do we even begin?” Elowen’s lips curved into a faint, knowing smile. “In two weeks, there’s going to be a live broadcast. Mr. Douglas is the coordinator. Lucy and Vivian will be our opening act.”