?<strong>Chapter 1169:</strong>


    Tonight’s stream was crucial—Tatiana had arranged for his photos and videos to circte, spotlighting his transition into acting. Everything had to be perfect.


    Austen admired his reflection in the mirror, a satisfied smirk ying on his lips, before settling confidently into the chair at hisputer desk.


    Heunched the live stream, and almost immediately, fans began flooding in withments.


    “Finally! We’ve been waiting forever for you to go live!”


    “Has Austen switched up his style today? He seems a little different from how he looked before.”


    “I’m sending a gift—just start the game already!”


    Austen quickly skimmed through thements, greeted his eager fans with a smile, and began matchmaking for the game.


    Meanwhile, Madisyn messaged Jared.


    “Jared, I need a favor tonight.”


    “Name it, boss,” came his quick reply.


    “I’ll be doing a PK with some kids and a game streamer. Keep an eye on him, and make sure he doesn’t log off mid-game.”


    Jared raised an eyebrow at the unusual request but didn’t question it. His boss’s gaming skills were legendary, and he figured someone clueless must have crossed her.


    “No problem,” he replied.


    Jared tapped a few keys on his screen and fired up hisputer, not bothering to question Madisyn’s request. After all, when the boss spoke, it was amand, and he would follow it without hesitation.


    Madisyn nced at Austen’s stream. He had just wrapped up a game and was basking in the praise and virtual gifts from his fans.


    Pleased with the attention, he was gearing up for another match.


    “We’ve been matched with him!” Hank eximed to Madisyn. His eyes were glued to his phone screen, filled with excitement and determination.


    Austen remained unaware of what wasing. He had just received a message letting him know that Tatiana’s team had entered the live stream. They wanted him to focus on winning the game, as the highlight would serve as the best promotion for him.


    There was a half-minute wait before the new game started, and during this brief pause, he engaged with his viewers. Having risen to fame from a small club, many of his loyal fans knew his backstory. Now that he had left the club without joining a new one, his followers were eager to know what his next move would be.


    “Austen, now that you’ve left that toxic club, are you thinking of joining another? Managing solo must be tough, right?”


    Austen read the fan’sment and gave a rueful smile.


    “It’s better to handle things on my own, no matter how tough it gets, than to be taken advantage of. But don’t worry, I truly believe that after the strugglees the reward. And if I have any exciting ns, I’ll be sure to share them with all of you.”


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