Chapter 2: Fortune 2

Chapter2 “What happened to tuy cultivation power, then?” Madison haftried to channel her spiritual energy earlier but found that she couldn’t.

Hal she cultivated for acentury to end up with nothing?

The system Bauriedly appeased her, “can down, Ms. Locke. You still have your spiritual energy. It’s just been oppressed “Oppressed?

“Yes. You’ve probably noticed that there’s something special about Rebecca Locke,” the system said.

Madison thought about how astonished she’d been when seeing Rebecca in earlier. Her physiognomy had been clouded by something, hadn’t been able to read masshe good karma.

However, there had been auspicions emergY Larmed Rebecca and a faint golden light around her forehead. It was clear Rebecca good fortune and i like her would have good luck wherever she went. In other words, everyone in her life would adore her, and she would always live a wealthy life.

the world of mystic ants, people like her were known as the Chun Cine and the of the home. And in reality, Rebecca was the apple of everyone’s “It she’s the Chosen One, how could the horse allowed her to be born to a murderer father and a thier mother Malism asked.

The hearts would’ve made her born do a family with loving parents and bottomless wealth. Then, she would grow up like a princess.

The said, “Oh, I don’t know about that!

Madison couldn’t understand it, so she stopped puzzling over the matter. “How can Icestore my spiritual energy?

The system had been with her even in her past life, Initially, Madison But thought she would win at lie with the system by her side. Yet, all that had happened was is that her had The system sensed her disdain and hurriedly said, Westens are only bodies of artificial intelligence that provide our hosts with opportunities. So, we can’t guarantee success “If can’t complete your mission, you won’t receive the corresponding rewards. Your failure is not the system’s Built, Ms. Locke. It’s only because you’re not sklind enough.” Madison had nothing to say in refute in her past life, the system hat suggested asimilar solution for her to change her situatim and gather fortune. However, she hadn’t been capable of doing anything–alig hadn’t gone to university, nor had she had any skill Ultimately, she’d chosen to go with the system’s suggestion to become a streamer.

her livestreams, she basically sang og and danced while chatting with other streamers. This had helped her gain some popularity, bin it was far from enoug The system asked, “You’re still going do Ivestres now, right. Ms. Locke?”

The system was happy to hear that. “According to my realysis of this world, livestreams are the Lastest way for you to gain popularity As long as you gather enough fortune you’ll be able to regain your spiritual overge despite being oppressed by the Chosen One”

That made Madison terlalt more at ease. She wouldn’t need to fear anyone as long as she could regain her spiritual energy.

Alter cleaning up and changing into something dry, Madison sot before her desk. She didilled with bestreaming equipment before starting a livestream. Instead of mediately speaking, she walbel Ten minutes later, there were already a few viewers. These were the tans she’d gained when singing and dancing in the past. Most of them were men, so the comments the live chat immediately became lewd.

Madison ignored them and continued waiting, looking calm.

gain popularity in the past, she would go along with any requests they made. If they wanted her to dance, she would do it without hesitation. If they wanted her to sing, she would also do so Some of them even wanted her to swing her hips and shake her butt, which she’d also done.

viewers on wanted her to call them things like “babe” and “honey“. She’d done it all Her compliance and obedience had led male viewers to take things further and give lecherous comments were still a number of people asking her shake bet it was only when around dozen familiar accounts showed up in the livestream’s list of viewers that Madison smiles talitly. These wear the people she’d been waiting for these accounts belonged to the trust fund babies of Hivern. They’d grown up with ebecca, and because of her good fortime, no ine in the circle her. Even the more roguish trust fund bubles liked her, In Matison’s past life, these trust hand babies had constantly caused trouble during her livestream because they were indignant on Rebecca’s behalt They would ghe Matson various gilts and have her do those dances. Then, they would record the dances and show Rebecca the videos up to her. Rebecca maruddi ar taj in shapow the Locke family the videos, leading to Malison being reprimanded and banned from streaming “Are you dancing or singing today, sweetie?”

“I’ll give varăm pockets If you do a striptease!”

The sabeuptly stopped when Madison finally showed her face before the camera the she always had ball face of makeupon during her livestreams. Her style had bertitore toward the filthy rich heless type, and tier makeup and outfits had always been bright colored and tacky, Today, however, her face was bare. She sat there without any makeup on. She didn’t even have any lipstick applied. Her hair was up in bun.

“What’s with the change of , ?”

“Are you going for the angela look now?i “Well, you’re my angel. Can you call me “babe“?”

Madison smiled at the camera. “In today’s livestream. I’m going to tell everyon “A story? What kind? Is it a sese bedtime story?

“stories are great I have one that’s about us living together, porgeous. Do you want to talk about that one?:

Madison ignored those comments and continued, “I was born to an affluent family in Riverview, but here’s where the drama starts I was at birth. This is my first month back home, and my family has thrown me a grand welcome party.

“It’s lavish, and everyone who’s anyone in Riverview is in attendance. My family introduces me to these people, and this is where the story starts.”

In a groupchat titled “The Riverview Riches, with all of Riverview a trust fund babies inside, the messages start coming in Jordan Salle: “What the hell does Madison mean by this she in tell the world her story?”

Keith York: “I’m not gonnalle she isn’t much of a storyteller.”

Queenie Anderson: “What is she even talking about? She’s so monotonous that even a robot would be a better storyteller than she is.”

Jordan: “Let’s just see what she has to say.”

voke remained and conotonous she said, “My father introduces to one of his good friends, Mr. Salle. He tells me Mr. Salle only has one son who’s und my age and wants me to get along with him.

* look at Mr. Salle In surprise. What I don’t expect is that Mr.

ads at me with a smile. Now, this is odd. Mr. Salle actually has a daughter, so why doesn’t he want to admit her existence? Why did my father say Mr. Salle only has one ?

the Salle family so misogynistic that they only want in acknowledge their son’s existence? Does their daughter (not mean anything to them? Jordan rolled off the couch and shot to his feet when he heard this “How dare you fucking tell lies about my family, Madison‘ The Salle family she was referring to was orinusly none other than his family!

He grabbed his and ran out of the house, just then, he ran into his father, Vincent Salle who had just retumal. “Where are you going when you’ve just gotten back?” Vincent asked.

“I have something important to do, Dad” Jordan grashed his teeth. It Madison were before him right now, he would spit in her face and rip her a new one. The Investream was still ongoing, so Madison’s voke rang out from Jordan’s phone Act Fast: Free Bonus Time is Running Out!