This live stream wasn’t from a new account; it had been running for over a year under the name "Roast Stream."The host typically found pleasure in criticizing others, constantly offering his unsolicited opinions. About 30% of celebrities in the entertainment industry had been targets of his various jabs. He also took aim at people in the news, using them as fodder for verbal attacks.One of his favorite activities during his live streams was to drop in on other people's streams, bringing his fans along to mock and verbally abuse the hosts. Comments ranged from criticizing someone's appearance, poor physique, or unpleasant voice to questioning how they dared to show their faces in public.The fans in his live stream were no better. They followed his lead, joining in on the judgmental and nasty comments and displaying highly toxic behavior. As a result, his stream was often reported and temporarily shut down for violations. But he wasn’t bothered—he was determined to achieve fame throu
It turned out that this man had previously been involved in a hit-and-run accident while driving under the influence, leaving the victim paralyzed. The camera on the stretch of road where the accident occurred had been broken that day, so the victim's family offered a reward to find eyewitnesses.As it happened, someone in the live stream recognized the car he was driving and noticed it looked a lot like the vehicle involved in the hit-and-run. The person also caught a glimpse of the driver's side profile and noticed a strong resemblance to this man. They immediately called the victim's family, who then reported it to the police.When the police showed up at his door, and it became clear they were there for the hit-and-run, the man broke down on the spot. He kept repeating, "I was wrong, I was wrong."Regret washed over him—he shouldn’t have gone online to insult Lindsay, nor should he have started the live stream just to gain views.Soon after, viewers of the live stream began to not
Lindsay's response angered those who had apologized, feeling she was being too arrogant. However, there was nothing they could do about it.Some even went as far as calling the special department to report Lindsay. In this world, where divination was prevalent, the special department was publicly known, and their contact information was readily available. The public could report any strange or supernatural occurrences by phone.The special department had already been keeping an eye on Lindsay. They had investigated her in the past and were aware that her studies were indeed in the field of divination. She had earned her certification as a mystic even before graduating from university, making her a legitimate practitioner. Moreover, she had never used her skills to harm others. On the contrary, her abilities had attracted a group of older mystics who became her loyal supporters, practically treating her like their protégé.Lindsay’s divination skills were indeed impressive. Earlier t
Olivia stopped eating and looked up at Raymond. She froze for a moment, then, as if by habit, her eyes reddened. She gazed at him with a pitiful and aggrieved expression. "Ray, I'm sorry," she said softly. She quickly explained, "When I realized my injuries weren’t accidental, I suspected someone was targeting me. As soon as you mentioned Lindsay, I assumed it was her."Raymond frowned. "Even now, you're still lying to me."He pressed on, "Tell me, did you or did you not curse her?"Olivia shook her head, denying it. "No, I swear, I didn’t curse her."Her eyes filled with tears, and she looked as if his words had deeply hurt her. "Ray, do you not believe me either?"Raymond stared at her with a blank expression. "Then swear it."He insisted, "Swear in front of me that you never cursed Lindsay and that if you're lying, you'll face divine retribution."Olivia stiffened, staring at him in disbelief. "Are you really forcing me to do this? How can you ask me to make such a serious vow?
Raymond didn’t join Alex and Justin at the restaurant. Instead, he pulled out his phone and checked for nearby opportunities. Spotting a bar in need of temporary live performers, he immediately hailed a cab and headed over. All he wanted right now was a drink, but he needed to earn some cash first. Once he had enough to buy alcohol, he could drink until he didn’t have to think anymore, hoping the booze would numb the pain within him.While Raymond headed to the bar, Lindsay and Wendy’s groups went to the lighthouse by the beach. The three of them spent a good amount of money enjoying all the entertainment activities around the lighthouse.After Alex and Justin finished their work and had dinner at the restaurant, they also decided to visit the lighthouse. When they saw how much fun Lindsay and her group were having, they punched in their time at the lighthouse and then stood a little distance away, watching.They both found Elric, who was constantly hovering around Lindsay, incredi
In the hospital room, a man dressed in a black hoodie, black baseball cap, and mask stood before Olivia. His eyes, the only part of his face visible, were shadowed with dark circles, and his voice was rough. "Yes, I’m here to help you."He removed a string of black onyx beads from his wrist and handed them to Olivia. "Wear this."Without hesitation, Olivia took it and put it on. "Thank you, brother!"She cautiously asked, "Are you alright?"The man let out a cold snort. "What do you think?""This string of black onyx is a special artifact; it contains a formation that can steal luck. You need to find a way to regain the luck you’ve lost."Olivia was puzzled. "How do I steal it back?" she asked, knowing she had no expertise in divination.The man responded, "You need to figure out how to win more people over—it doesn’t matter who they are. Your reckless behavior today has made you the focus of online hatred. You’ve lost a lot of fans and become the subject of trending curses. Your luck
"They'll likely arrange for the location to be in the old city, so you need to go. When you get back, the medicine will be sent to you. After taking it, your broken bones should fully heal within a month."Olivia raised her hand to touch her forehead. "What about my face? Is there any scar removal medication?"The man glanced at her coldly. "Leave the wound on your forehead alone for now. In fact, you can use it as an excuse to gain sympathy from your brothers."He emphasized once more, "Winning back their hearts and affection is extremely important."It was the first time Olivia saw him stressing something so much. She obediently nodded. "Don't worry, Brother, I'll listen to you."The man was about to say more when his expression suddenly changed. "Not good, they're here."He sensed the presence of people from the special department.Without waiting for Olivia to react, he quickly opened the hospital room door and left. Instead of taking the elevator, he went down the stairs. But just
Tyson was startled by this revelation. He narrowed his eyes. "So, you really can detect the aura from our badges. No wonder you always manage to escape just in time."When they went out on assignments, they always carried their badges. Sometimes, they needed to show them to gain access to certain places. Who would have thought this small detail would give this dark practitioner an edge?Now, he wondered if other practitioners might have the same ability. Fortunately, after their failed attempt in the afternoon, they called Lindsay. She thought about it and suggested that their badges might carry a familiar aura detectable by their target. That was why he kept sensing them before they could catch him. She advised them to avoid wearing anything familiar, especially their badges, and to stake out the hospital without them. Following her advice had paid off.Tyson’s words made the man realize something. He asked, "Did Lindsay tell you that too?"Tyson raised an eyebrow. "You’re pretty
In the vibrant district of the historic town, the streets were lined with vintage boutiques and various artisan stalls. Lindsay's group visited the town’s administration office and rented a temporary booth.Alex and Justin eagerly borrowed a table and chairs, setting up the booth. Following Lindsay's instructions, they also bought a piece of white fabric and worked together to create a simple sign. The production team provided markers and other supplies.Lindsay glanced over at Benedict and said, "Benedict, I’ll let you handle writing the banner."She was eager to observe his writing and the energy he gave off while doing it.Benedict sighed inwardly—this girl was constantly trying to test him. After a moment’s thought, he nodded. "Alright, I’ll write it."He grabbed a marker, uncapped it, and wrote in bold letters across the white fabric: “Fortune Telling, Divination, and Tarot Readings.”Lindsay watched him closely, noticing the fluidity of his movements as he wrote, his posture exud
Justin added, "My mom’s been trying to get me to help Olivia and distance myself from Lindsay. She’s also said plenty of nasty things about Lindsay. This time, not only did I ignore her, but I even pushed back. It probably pissed her off, and now she’s taking it out on Lindsay."Alex, clearly upset, said, "You should talk to her and tell her to stop fixating on Lindsay. Lindsay hasn’t done anything to provoke her. It’s ridiculous."He was frustrated that Justin’s mom had been stirring up trouble, making Grace even more difficult to deal with.Justin nodded. "Alright, after the show is over, I’ll have a talk with her."He also felt his mom was acting out of line. Back when he liked Lindsay, her disapproval at least made sense. But now that Lindsay had kicked him to the curb, his mom’s continued obsession was baffling.Although they were speaking softly, Lindsay and Benedict, walking ahead, heard every word.Lindsay found the situation with Abby baffling as well. A woman who fawned over
After Lindsay left, the other guests quickly followed, leaving only Alex standing there awkwardly. He spoke briefly to the production staff, and they soon shifted the cameras away from that area. Alex then walked over to Grace, saying, "Mom, since Lindsay won’t lend it, let’s just drop it."Grace shot him a cold glare, her expression dark. "How can you be so heartless? The one lying in bed is your fourth brother. Are you hanging around Lindsay all the time just to learn how to be cold and ruthless?"Unable to contain her frustration toward Lindsay, Grace directed it at Alex instead.Alex sighed in exasperation. "Even if we need help, it has to be something she’s willing to do! We’ve wronged Lindsay enough as it is, so why do you keep trying to guilt-trip her? Brandon’s situation isn’t Lindsay’s fault. Why don’t you go find Olivia? She’s the one who caused all this, maybe she can fix it. After all, whoever’s behind her is no easy target."Right now, all Alex felt toward Lindsay was gui
Grace held back her anger and said, "It'll only take a few minutes. I have something important to discuss with you."Lindsay sat back down in her seat. "Fine, go ahead."The livestream was on, and Lindsay was fully aware of it—she was doing this on purpose.Grace was about to speak when her assistant whispered something in her ear. Her expression changed, and she subtly shifted her body to turn away from the camera.Then she looked at Lindsay. "Can we talk outside?"In her rush to find Lindsay, she had almost forgotten that this was a live-streamed variety show. She didn’t want to be on camera, much less discuss such personal matters in front of an audience.Lindsay, however, refused. "If it's important, say it here. If not, then don’t say anything."Grace’s expression darkened. "It’s because it’s important that we need to talk privately."She emphasized, "It’s not appropriate in front of the camera."Lindsay just smiled. "Unless it's something shady, what’s wrong with saying it on cam
Lindsay thought about it for a while and figured that if Grace was coming to find her, it was probably for Brandon. The only thing she could want would be the artifact in her possession.Alex saw her reply and couldn’t help but smile wryly. His sister was indeed sharp and saw right through it.He sent a voice message, repeating what the head of the Divination Association had told them. "Mom just wants to borrow the artifact from you to suppress Brandon’s condition."Lindsay replied, "Tell her not to waste her energy."Seeing that message, Alex knew right away that she wouldn’t lend it out. It didn’t surprise him—his sister could be ruthless when she wanted to be."We can’t convince her otherwise, not even Dad can stop her... sigh," Alex added. When their mom’s temper flared, she wouldn’t listen to anyone.Lindsay didn’t seem to care. "Then let her come. I’m not going to do her any favors."Alex recalled the conversation between their parents at the hospital and decided to warn her, "M
Recently, Grace had been spending more time with Abby, often meeting up for outings. Over time, Richard noticed that Grace's anger towards their biological daughter had deepened. Abby had always disliked Lindsay and showed more favoritism towards Olivia. She must have been stirring up trouble and egging Grace on whenever they met. With time, Grace was bound to be influenced.Grace, clearly annoyed, said, "You even want to control who I make friends with? Aren't you going too far? What's wrong with me getting along with Mrs. Ford and spending more time with her?"Richard felt cornered. "I just think there's something off about her. Her intentions in getting close to you don't seem good. That's why I'm trying to give you a heads-up."Grace didn't believe him at all. "I think you're overthinking it. We’ve always had a decent relationship. We’re just closer now, that’s all.""What do you men know about women’s matters? Don't interfere." She now had plenty to talk about with Abby. Jenny wa
Richard glanced at Grace with clear disapproval. “This whole mess was caused by Olivia and Brandon. What does any of it have to do with Lindsay?”He could tell that recent events, and the embarrassment caused by their sons, had left his wife feeling bitter. It seemed she had begun to project that frustration onto Lindsay, despite the situation having little to do with her.Grace crossed her arms defensively. “If it wasn’t for her ongoing fight with Olivia, Brandon wouldn’t have gotten involved. He’s her brother. Doesn’t she owe him some consideration now that he’s in this condition?”Richard frowned. “What exactly are you trying to say?”Valarie, who had been quietly listening, finally spoke up, her displeasure clear. “I see it differently. It’s Olivia and your son who started the trouble, and all Lindsay did was defend herself. Are you really looking to embarrass yourselves even more?”Grace shifted uncomfortably, feeling the sting of her mother-in-law’s words. “I’m just thinking abou
Given the Harper family's persistence, there was no way the Divination Association could avoid a thorough investigation. Seeing that Randolph wouldn’t back down, the official left, courteously escorted out by Randolph, who, for the moment, had ceased his protests.Valarie carefully placed the multicolored stone inside a small protective pouch before securing it around Brandon's neck. Though he felt a slight relief after putting it on, the bad luck continued. As the official had warned, his misfortune was too severe for one artifact to fully contain.Randolph tried every connection he had, attempting to borrow a second artifact, but came up empty-handed. Time slipped by, and evening approached before they could find any further solutions.By the time Richard and Grace arrived at the hospital, they were met with the weary faces of their parents. Feeling guilty for everything his father had gone through, Richard bowed his head. "Dad, Mom, I'm so sorry you had to go through this today."
Hearing their words, the hope that had briefly flickered in Brandon’s eyes quickly faded, leaving him more devastated than before. "Grandfather, I know I was wrong," he muttered, finally realizing the truth. His foster sister had been nothing but trouble—far from trustworthy, she had been a constant source of harm. Meanwhile, his real sister, though harsh and distant, had proven to be far more reliable. Regret gnawed at him deeply.Randolph sighed, his voice heavy with disappointment. “Knowing you’re wrong doesn’t change anything. It’s too late now.”Turning back to the two mystics, Randolph asked, “If you can’t break the curse directly, could you at least help suppress his misfortune? Maybe with a protective charm or some kind of mystical object?”Despite his frustration with his grandson’s foolishness, he couldn’t just leave him to suffer.Both mystics exchanged uneasy glances. “We don’t have the ability to suppress his bad luck with charms.”“For something like that, you’d need t