Chapter 1182
Al Hajat, the acting manager of Evangeline’s stream, had recently found a new source of entertainment: watching her streams.
Just as he had expected, he found watching her streams to be far more enjoyable than swinging swords to decapitate villains in some game. He was glad he’d volunteered to take on the manager role.
It was a stream hosted by the beloved daughter of a close friend.
Her streams didn’t have anything particularly provocative or sensational. Still, her slightly unconventional logic and quirky charm made it clear why she had over a million subscribers.
Of course, she did occasionally cross the line with her remarks.
“Hmmm. I get her just fine,” he muttered to himself as he stared at his phone with a curious expression.
“Uh, Your Highness.”
“Why the long face, Antonio? If you're feeling unwell, speak to the royal physician.”
“No, Your Highness. It’s just... if you pour over five million won into a game, you’re bound to get what you want...”
Al Hajat fell silent for a moment at his retort. “I see.”
“Miss Evangeline only spent about a tenth of that.”
“Hmmm.”