Jessica blew Lemira’s cover wide open, and it hit the crowd like a bombshell!
When Alaric heard those words, his mind buzzed, and he felt like he could barely stand.
Shocked and enraged, he stared at Lemira.
She was actually SweetLemon, the famous streamer!
So, all this time, Lemira had been in on the joke, even when he bragged about discovering a top-tier gamer. Lemira must have known he was talking about her. But she chose to keep silent!
A flush of red crept into Alaric’s eyes as he looked at Lemira, disheveled, “Why? Why would you lie to me?”
Why keep this from him?
Why not just tell him she was the streamer!
Alaric was filled with grief and incomprehension. Didn’t Lemira always favor him above all?
Compared to Alaric’s emotional turmoil, Lemira remained calm, “I never lied to you.”
“Then why didn’t you tell me you were the streamer!”
“There was no need.”
Lemira’s gaze was clear and cold, chilling Alaric to the bone.
He couldn’t believe what Lemira had just said.
Even though they’d had their differences, he always believed they were family, and things would eventually smooth over, as they always had. Why was this time any different?
Knowing how important the team’s competition was to him, why would she do this?
At that moment, Lucian grabbed Alaric, “Calm down, man.”
“How can I be calm? Tell me, how!”
Alaric turned to Lucian, his eyes barely holding back tears, “Lucian…”
It hurt so much!
Seeing his brother’s desolate expression, Lucian found himself at a loss for words. He had warned Alaric that Lemira had changed.
But Alaric never took it to heart.
Well, feeling the pain now, isn’t he?
Reporters swarmed Lemira, “Ms. Langston, why have you been hiding your identity as a streamer? Is there a story behind it?”
“Ms. Langston, rumors say you’re at odds with your family. Is that true?”
This was a major scoop, sure to be a headline grabber.
SweetLemon, the streamer, was none other than Ms. Langston, the girl who pulled off a twelve-hit combo.
Such a talented girl, choosing to leave her own team to sign with PixelStage.
There had to be a story there!
Lemira, faced with the
gossip-hungry reporters, kept her et
distance, “There’s been some disagreement, so I’ve decided to become independent.”
She felt there was no need to keep hiding these matters.
Better to clear the air than have the Langstons keep bothering her.
Hearing this, Lucian’s expression turned bittersweet, his guess confirmed.
Lemira is completely disappointed in them; she’s not even planning to get close to her brothers anymore.
Alaric, in his frustration, confronted her,
Sira, are those minor belongs to orient
squabbles worth betraying Was it
Were family disagreements really worth escalating to this?
He had always thought Lemira was just throwing a tantrum.
Only now did he realize Lemira was serious.
Alaric was truly panicked.
Lemira’s gaze was serene, almost indifferent, “Then just consider this another ‘minor squabble’, Alaric You’re generous enough to overlook it, right?”
Pain is only felt when the knife cuts into one’s own flesh.
Alaric was speechless, his reply choked in his throat. That wasn’t what he meant.
But for the moment, he didn’t know how to explain.
Surrounded by reporters, he couldn’t even get close to Lemira.
“Ms. Langston, which team are you planning to join for the finals?”
“Ms. Langiston, knowing there’s a rivalry between VibeCast and PixelStage, you still chose to sign with PixelStage?”
Lemira just smiled, “I haven’t decided on any of that yet. I’ll let you know when I do.”
“Ms. Langston, can you tell us more? Why did things go south with your family?”