Chapter 3

He barged into my room, his usual gentle and caring demeanor replaced by a terrifyingly dark expression.

"Stella, aren't you worried that live streaming rumors will affect your final exam scores?"

I looked at Julian's face, and it felt like a lifetime ago. The old me would have thought he was concerned for my well-being.

But now, I knew perfectly well that he wasn't afraid of my scores being affected.

He was afraid for Chloe's swapped score.

My gaze turned ice-cold. "Who gave you permission to enter my room? Get out!"

Julian was stunned, clearly not expecting me, usually so mild-mannered, to suddenly be a completely different person.

But in a flash, he brushed past me, reaching for my laptop, clearly intending to shut down my stream.

I quickly stepped in front of him. "Julian, was I too easy on you before? Don't forget, you're merely my fiancé, part of the Sterling family. Without the Sterling name, you're nothing!"

Julian's pride was legendary; there was no way he could tolerate such humiliation. He would surely storm out.

I didn't have time to waste on him; I needed to get him out of here fast.

At that moment, the comments section exploded:

[Fiancé?!]

[What kind of high-society scandal is this?!]

[Quick, record this! Big news!]

Julian's face flushed crimson, but he still wouldn't leave, stubbornly trying to close my stream, lecturing me all the while.

"Stella, I'm doing this for your own good. I know you've been a pampered princess since childhood, and this is just a game to you, but if your predicted scores are fake, have you considered the consequences? Results come out tomorrow. What if something happens to you? What about our agreement?"

I never thought Julian would sacrifice his pride for Chloe's score.

"Agreement? Are you talking about your agreement with the maid's daughter, Chloe?"

Julian's pupils constricted, his face instantly turning ashen.

In my previous life, I only found out at the very end that he and Chloe had been together all along.

The live stream audience had already surpassed 500,000, comments scrolling wildly:

[Too much information!]

[Maid's daughter? Fiancé?]

[This is a real-life high-society drama!]

I seized the opportunity to accept more call-ins, and the number of predictions rapidly exceeded 5,000.

System prompt: [Mission progress 50%].

And Julian, seemingly afraid I'd reveal more, quickly threw out a parting shot before leaving.

"Stella, don't you dare regret this!"

After Julian left, to prevent anyone else from disturbing me, I quickly locked my bedroom door and wedged a heavy object against it before settling back in front of my stream.

Just then, I connected with a total academic superstar, which significantly boosted my stream's traffic.

I accepted the call, and a familiar face appeared on the screen—Daniel, the second-ranked student in our grade, known for his meticulousness.

"Stella, can you really see our final exam scores?" Daniel pushed his black-rimmed glasses up his nose, his gaze sharp as a knife.

I looked at his head; a clear number floated there: 705 points, with Harvard's name beneath it.

"705 points, Harvard."

Daniel's brows furrowed. "Impossible. My self-assessment puts me at 685 at most. There's no way it could be over 700."

The comments section immediately exploded:

[OMG, the number two student is personally stepping in to expose this scam!]

[Daniel is famously meticulous; if he says 685, he must have a reason.]

[Stella's gonna crash and burn this time, right?]

My heart pounded, but I maintained a calm exterior. "You'll know when the scores are released."

Daniel scoffed. "I participated in the Physics Olympiad and got 20 bonus points. But even with those 20 points, it's only 705. How could you possibly know I had bonus points? Unless..."

He suddenly stopped, a flicker of shock in his eyes.

The comments section went even crazier:

[Wait, if Daniel really has bonus points, then 705 matches up?!]

[This is too mind-blowing! She even knows about competition bonus points?]

[She must be guessing! Daniel himself said it's impossible.]

I seized this moment. "Daniel, you know in your heart if what I'm saying is true. Your Physics Olympiad bonus points are for a national first-place award, which grants 20 points, correct?"

Daniel's face changed. He opened his mouth, but said nothing, simply disconnecting the call.

The live stream viewer count instantly surged to 200,000, comments almost entirely covering the screen:

[Daniel just defaulted!]

[OMG, Stella really can see!]

[This is unbelievable!]

Riding this wave of traffic, I quickly accepted many more call-ins.