Master of his heart ( Brielle And Max ) novel Chapter 1289

Peyton was still sitting next to her, tears welling up as she watched.

"Emma, do you think she'll try to get back at us?"

"Mom, relax. If she even tries, we'll call the cops."

Peyton breathed a sigh of relief. "Honestly, I've been wanting to tell her off too. She's such a fake, even worse than the drama queens from our small town."

Their conversation was broadcasted live for everyone to see. It was clear to anyone paying attention that Emma had just put Leona in her place, hinting there was something shady about the whole bracelet situation.

"Emma really laid into her! So cool!"

"That was wild and exhilarating! Don't go back to being all meek; showing your true colors will only draw more people to you."

"I'm a masochist, roast me, please! Seriously, hearing you trash-talk is so satisfying."

When Emma saw the last comment, her lips twitched involuntarily. She then noticed her follower count surpassing a hundred thousand and was flabbergasted.

What in the world?

Are people's tastes really this twisted now?

Since when does trashing someone attract more followers? What's going on with everyone??

Emma was genuinely bewildered, but the surge in followers was a silver lining.

Then, something even more astonishing happened.

"Congratulations, Emma, for receiving a Dream Castle tip worth a fortune."

"Congratulations, Emma, for receiving a Dream Castle tip worth a fortune."

The screen was flooded with animations of Dream Castles, almost blinding her.

Rubbing her eyes, her voice trembling, Emma asked, "Can someone help me count? How much is this?"

Initially, the chat was filled with praises for the generous donor, followed by laughter.

"Hahaha, I just love Emma's genuine reactions."

"The look on the streamer's face is priceless. Someone dropping a couple hundred thousand in a single night? Haven't seen that in ages."

"Could this mysterious benefactor also have a thing for Emma's roasting sessions?"