From Sneers to Cheers: Anthea’s Ascent

Chapter 154

“I am.” replied Anthea.

Dahlia continued, “We’re calling to inform you that in two months, RealTimeFlow will be celebrating its third anniversary with a gala event. We would be honored if you could join us.”

Lately, Anthea’s star had been rising at an astonishing rate. Plus, with a big scandal breaking out, it was clear as day that there’s no such thing as bad publicity. The platform wanted to milk this for all it was worth!

On the other hand, they were also trying to figure out if Anthea was the next Snow White of the streaming world.

Anthea wasn’t keen on attending such soirees, so she replied with a polite, “Thanks, I’ll think about it.”

A soft chuckle came from Dahlia before she added, “The electronic invite has been sent to your email. Please check it when you get a chance, and we’d love to see you at the party.”

“Sure thing.”

On the flip side…

Dahlia had just hung up when Rebecca blurted out, “So, is she coming or what?”

on the screen and said, “Doesn’t look like it. Seems she’s too chicken to show up.”

Dahlia was on a business trip in Cloudcrest and got mugged, stabbed by a thug, it was Rebecca who happened to pass by

the news, Rebecca’s laugh was a mix of mischief and triumph, “Knew it. She wouldn’t

heard Mr. Robinson is coming to the

big boss at RealTimeFlow, and if he was coming, it meant

anniversary, so not only the big boss but all the shareholders will

about you, Rebecca? You’re gonna grace us with your presence, right? It is your first year

nodded with a smile, “Yeah, I’ve promised my fans.”

be the belle of the ball!” Dahlia exclaimed, well aware that despite the plethora of female streamers on their platform, very few could hold

“There are plenty more beautiful than me. How could

not just flattering you, Rebecca. With your looks and your gaming skills,

of pride in Rebecca’s eyes. Just like a superstar, she was born

over heels for

with mischief, “Mr. Robinson is still single, Rebecca. With your stunning looks…” The implication was clear.

scoff. Compared to Mr. Christensen, what was Daniel? At best,