Spoiled by Eight Uncles Summary pdf

Harvard lay on his bed, counting the amount of money he would make.

The statistics weren’t out yet, but he made a rough estimate. Sponsors, affiliate links, ads… at least a hundred thousand dollars!

“I’m going to be rich!”

Harvard’s heart was positively singing.

He had over five hundred thousand views now, and getting to a million would be easy peasy with the way things were going.

Once he had made it big, raking in millions every month was highly possible too.

Even if he lost subscribers after that, he would still have two to three hundred thousand at least. That many subscribers would get him… at least fifty thousand dollars a month, if he accepted sponsors and put affiliate links in his livestreams.

Harvard suddenly felt as if the bed he was sleeping on was too hard. He looked around him, and found the shabby room barely livable all of a sudden!

He was going to make millions every month now. How could he live in a house like this!

He took his phone out at once, opening an app to browse through listings… He considered looking for a luxury apartment to rent. But on second thought, what was a millionaire doing renting houses?

He was going to buy a house!

Just then, he realized that his videos had been taken down.

Harvard sat up at once and thought, What was going on?

He opened the platform he put his videos on, and saw a notification, “Your video has broken community guidelines, and has been taken down!”

Harvard let out a bark of enraged laughter. He had edited the video himself, and shot everything himself as well! There was no violence, nudity or drug consumption involved…which guidelines did he break?

Which jealous bastard had reported him?

Harvard glowered at the screen, and re-uploaded the video with a different title.

Then he realized… his account had been banned.

Harvard called the customer hotline in a fit of rage, and was told that he had filmed videos of other people for personal gain and overstepped their personal boundaries. These people were going to sue him.

Harvard was speechless.

Harvard was overwhelmed, yelling his head off. “I want to make

evidence to take your videos

hung up in a fit

were tens of thousands of videos that violated community guidelines all the time, there was no

could happen was getting your account banned,

know where he lived? He was going

only thing that Harvard was sad about was his account.

Gone, just like that!

platform had the right to

say that the hundred thousand dollars that he had just made, would all go back to the

cursed, incensed. “This platform’s a scam, preying

another account, but still couldn’t upload the video.

times, the alternate account was banned as

small amount of subscribers from his

was going to

all platforms, and Harvard was certain that topics like these usually died down within a

was going to run into such a

had used his own details to make the main account, and his mother’s to open the alternate account, so…

how to get traction… the first thing to do is to look for a hot topic! And make something

new method

night, and finally found the profiles of the two girls who had fallen into the water but survived. There were photos

even found a

pictures and the videos together, making a new

he had successfully stolen the

next day was important. Harvard found a

he saved me, and I should be kind to his parents! They even want me to give his family money! I don’t even know him, why should I have to pay respects to his parents? Did I beg him to save me? It’s

written from the perspective of the girl who had

then bought a view

enough, the video

the girl who had fallen into the

life? It’s bad enough that you’re not grateful, but to say all this too… are

I beg him