When They Beg, I Rise!

Alaric was caught off guard when a reporter asked if Lemira was indeed that popular streamer. Lately, he'd been drowning his sorrows in bourbon, trying to numb himself. If it hadn't been for this event, he probably wouldn't have snapped out of it yet.

He'd heard that SweetLemon, the mysterious streamer, would be attending the event. Alaric wanted to see for himself who this streamer really was. Was it really Lemira?

Evelina jumped in before anyone else could speak. "You know, we've been wondering about that ourselves," she said, her voice dripping with a mix of curiosity and skepticism. "After all, that streamer has always kept their identity hidden. We can't be too sure." "But there's a rumor going around that the streamer's voice is identical to Ms. Langston's. Is that true?"

Evelina's face flushed a shade darker. "That may be, but there are plenty of people in the world who sound alike. It doesn't really prove anything."

"So, Ms. Sterling, you're saying you don't believe SweetLemon is Ms. Langston?"

"That's what I believe. I mean, if she were that talented, I doubt she'd join PixelStage. If Lemira were to sign with anyone, it would be VibeCast, just like me."

Evelina glanced at Alaric, seeking his agreement. "Alaric, you think I'm right, don't you?"

Alaric looked uncomfortable, unable to respond. If Lemira was indeed SweetLemon, would she have signed with his company? Before, he would have been sure. But now, he wasn't so certain.

then, turned and walked

Evelina guilt-trip you? It's

them bully me," Lemira replied

check-in, Evelina's voice rang out behind her. "Lemmy, what brings you

princess. She touched the necklace around her neck, feigning concern. "Lemmy,

cold. "Why would

invitation only. You and Jessica aren't here to work as part-time

Alaric frowned upon hearing

left home

your own, and you end up doing part-time work? If word gets out, what would people think of the

twelve-hit combe in the comeback match and won.

Her words drew attention.