Intrigue Live Stream Novels & Stories

Chapter 1491 The Internet was purged, and the news about Tail slandering Edwin as a human trafficker was almost completely deleted. The top search results about her were all short dance videos. In the afternoon, Edwin had just finished a video conference and was watching Tail's live stream in the hotel. Tail did live streams at different times these days. Edwin followed Tail's social media account so that he would receive a notification when she began a live stream. Edwin opened the live stream app.

“Good girl. Remember, you do exactly what I say on camera. Got it?” June nodded obediently, but that dangerous little spark was back in her eyes, brighter than ever. At 9 PM sharp, the stream went live. Over 6,000 viewers joined within the first five minutes. The chat exploded the moment Ethan stepped into frame wearing a black mask that covered the top half of his face. “Oh my god is that a guy?!” “Finally!!” “Who is he??” “This is the best stream ever” June sat on the edge of her bed in her pink lingerie, looking up at Ethan sweetly. “Everyone, meet my special guest. He is going to help me play tonight.”

" She unlocks the phone and pull up her Snap. Music blares through the speakers—something loud and fast. I lift the camera and hit record. She glances at me, singing along, her fingers drumming on the wheel like we're not floating on borrowed time. A Snap notification pops up. Sean: Red tonight? You know what that does to me. The phone almost slips from my hand. She snatches it turning it off. Instantly, blood drains from my face. I blink. Again. "Who is Sean?" "I don't know what you're talking about." "You don't? So he just guessed red?" My voice is rising. My chest tightens. "I'm asking this just once. What colour are you wearing underneath?" "Don't be ridiculous."

JEWEL IS LIVE NOW! I don't know why I felt so excited to come to her live stream. It's already been two months that I haven't heard her singing and I missed her voice. So I immediately clicked her profile and entered her stream. Just like before, it was only an audio live stream. I even could not figure out why she doesn't want to show her face. Well, maybe she just wanted to remain mysterious to everybody.

I tried again out of pure disbelief. Still blocked. I stared at the screen, breathing hard. “Unbelievable,” I muttered. No. More than unbelievable. Insulting. I was already grabbing my keys, thinking of driving over to that ridiculous complex and forcing a conversation, when my phone buzzed with a message from Betty. A link. Sir, I think you should see this. I clicked it. A livestream loaded from one of those gossip sites that fed on celebrity scandals, corporate drama, and rich people humiliating each other in public. Normally, I ignored them.

“That's all for today guys,stay stunned for more hot topics,and guess which celebrity is going to be the topic of our next live show tomorrow,goodbye!” Blue Ice blew kisses. The media live stream went off. “This got to be a dream,”Kerry said dryly.

Aspen had been glued to her tablet during the entire flight, on a video call with Louis to coordinate the livestream. "Is the tech team ready?" Aspen put on her coat, facing New Vermont's biting wind as she stepped off the plane. Louis nodded. "Everything's set. The livestream studio is ready, and invitations have been sent to top hackers worldwide." Aren took the phone and informed Louis, "Richard is hosting a private party at Noir Hotel, lobbying investors to sell their stock." Aspen checked her watch and said, "Looks like we need to split up. The livestream starts in two hours. You should infiltrate the party to gather evidence while I host the broadcast."

"Don't worry, Ivy. They'll calm down after a couple of days when you're not here." "Sorry, Senior. It won't happen after tomorrow." Feeling guilty, Ivy had to reveal her plan. After listening, Roland's tired face suddenly lit up. "Alright, alright, Ivy. Tomorrow night, I'll definitely watch the live stream!" After hanging up the phone, the lawyer sent a message indicating that everything was ready. Ivy and Lilith announced their decision. Soon, Lilith's studio released news, stating that they would broadcast an interview with Ivy tomorrow night at 8:00. They also mentioned that Ivy would explain the truth in the live stream, and specific details about the streaming platform would be announce

However, she had already formulated her response before preparing to go live. Just as Erin was about to initiate the live stream, a notification popped up on her phone. "Shoot!" Marco exclaimed, his eyes widening in surprise. "What?" Erin turned to Marco. "Orion is live broadcasting on Instagrab," he replied simply. Erin felt a surge of nerves as she tapped on Orion's message that had arrived on her phone. Orion: Please watch (link attached). Erin's heart raced as she clicked on the link to the live stream of the Arvesso Group. The first thing that caught her eye was Orion, wearing a beige coat, sitting next to Mr. Niel Arvesso.

" A cough came from somewhere behind him. He spun around. In the corner, a man was leaning against a wall that was half-eaten with weeds. He was filthy. There was dirt on his face. There was a bottle in his hand. "Stop yelling," the man said, slurring. "Whoever you came for. She is not here anymore." Wendy heard him and shoved out from behind Tristan. Her face was white. Old tears were drying in tracks down her cheeks. Her eyes were swollen to slits. The livestream camera locked on her face. "That's a lie." Her voice was a knife. "May Fairfax is in there. She is hiding. She saw my livestream and she ran into a corner. She's shaking somewhere in this house."