Just after closing the stream, Belle said to Evelyn Linton, "You’re acting strange. You’re the type who would grind until midnight even with a 102-degree fever, so why did you end the stream just because your throat was uncomfortable?"

Evelyn turned her back to organize the clothes on the table and said nonchalantly, "Haven’t you always told me that money isn’t everything and that health is the most important thing?"

Belle, full of doubt, said, "Since when do you listen to me? I think it’s not your health that’s bothering you, but your mood, isn’t it?"

"Why would I be in a bad mood?"

"Because Cash King has transferred his affections? Sure, you’re not a streamer who relies on gifts to eat, but it’s normal to feel a bit down when your main supporter suddenly goes to someone else’s place."

Evelyn argued, "I don’t care about those things. Look at all the elites on the site; who only watches one streamer? It’s normal to like whomever and go to their livestream to send gifts."

Belle said, "I remember Cash King only ever followed you before, and only stayed in your livestream every night."

Evelyn mumbled, "But he has nothing to buy from me—watching my stream must be dull for him."

"You’re being stubborn. Why would a man come every day to watch a female clothing streamer unless he likes you?"

Hearing Belle say this, Evelyn suddenly realized this point. 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

Why did Scott Sutton watch her stream every day before?

Could it be... he actually likes her?

Impossible, right? Even though they live under the same roof, they don’t interact much, just like acquaintances greeting each other.

If one truly likes someone, it shouldn’t be so plain.

Scott Sutton probably just has too much money and doesn’t know what to do with it. A hundred thousand for him might be like a regular person ordering takeout, not worth mentioning.

So just because Scott Sutton watched her stream and sent her gifts, she shouldn’t imagine that Scott Sutton has feelings for her.

That might just be a little hobby of a rich person.

Seeing Evelyn not speaking, Belle thought Evelyn really was affected by this and jokingly comforted her, "But don’t be too sad; there’s a guy even cooler than Cash King in your home."

Evelyn glared at Belle and said, "Stop thinking about silly stuff every day; pack up, I’m planning to rest."

"Are you really sick or just faking it? Want to go see a doctor?"

"No need, I’ll just go downstairs and take some cold medicine later."

Seeing Evelyn’s condition wasn’t great, Belle said, "I’ll go downstairs to get you some cold medicine, you make sure to remove your makeup quickly, and rest early after taking the medicine."

Evelyn nodded, "Alright, thank you, Belle."

"You’re being mushy!"

...

Next door, Scott Sutton didn’t expect Evelyn to end the stream early.

He noticed Evelyn’s condition tonight was different from before.

It seemed his method worked.

But seeing that little girl in a bad mood, he also felt quite upset.

Scott Sutton turned off his phone and tablet, reaching into his clothes pocket to take out his wallet.

Upon opening the wallet, the first thing he saw was a photo of a girl.

The girl in the photo looked about fifteen or sixteen years old and bore much resemblance to Evelyn, except she seemed more introverted and shy, with a bashful smile.

Looking at the photo, past events resurfaced in his mind.

Scott Sutton’s expression darkened.

Eight years ago, as a rising star in the legal field, he appeared in numerous newspapers and on TV stations.

Though he was only nineteen at the time, he was considered an authoritative figure in the industry.

Perhaps it was this trust that led a helpless girl to him.

The girl’s name was Zoe Vance, a child adopted by the Vance Family from an orphanage.

From a young age, while she was still ignorant, her adoptive father and nominal brother had sexually abused her for years.

As she grew older and realized those acts were assaults, she chose to call the police.

But the police said there was no clear evidence and couldn’t convict the Vance father and son.

In retaliation for Zoe Vance calling the police, the Vance father and son intensified their abuse.

Zoe Vance learned to preserve evidence and sought help from the then-renowned Scott Sutton.

After hearing about the girl’s ordeal, Scott Sutton promised to help her fight the case for free.

He began preparing materials, helped Zoe collect evidence, and completed various complex procedures.

He continuously told Zoe to have faith in him and that he would win the case and send the Vance father and son to jail.

At that time, he merely kept assuring Zoe that he had never lost a case, and he would certainly win hers.

But he neglected the trauma that the girl was enduring and failed to offer any words of comfort or encouragement from her perspective.

A week before the trial, the tragic massacre of the Vance family dominated the headlines.

The Vance couple, their eldest son, the housekeeper, and two servants—none were spared...

The adopted daughter of the Vance family was missing and became the top suspect.

When Scott Sutton realized what was happening, just as he was about to call Zoe, he received a message from her: "Attorney Sutton, thank you for your help all this time, but I can’t hold on anymore. If possible, there’s one thing I would like to ask you. I have a twin sister; we got separated before I went to the orphanage. Please find her and confirm if she’s living well. If not, please help her; I don’t want her to become another me."

After receiving the message, Scott couldn’t reach Zoe by phone.

Half an hour later, the news reported that the adopted daughter of the Vance family had fallen from a high-rise at the Vance Group, dying on the spot...

Seeing the young girl’s body in a pool of blood, Scott felt both heartache and a sense of guilt and self-blame.

He began doubting whether what he had been doing was truly the help those victims needed.

Instead of a hundred percent promise to win the case, he felt Zoe might have needed more words of comfort, advice, or encouragement...

At the very least, letting her know that her future could still be bright and beautiful, maybe then she wouldn’t have chosen such a decisive way to end everything.

After this event, Scott went home and shut himself away for a long time.

He could never get over the hurdle that incident left in his heart; he didn’t take on any more cases or involve himself in any courtroom matters.

Ultimately, he opened a tavern, claiming to be avoiding disputes, but in reality, it was self-avoidance at heart.

The long hair he grew during his period of decadence was never cut, a constant reminder to himself.