Chapter 50 The Urge to Reveal the Truth
A few minutes later, James attempted to log in multiple times, but each attempt failed due to the system indicating an incorrect password.
When James originally registered his StreamVerse account, he had done so casually, without linking an email address. This meant that James had no way to recover his account through email verification.
After half an hour of unsuccessful login attempts and persistent password errors, James decided to abandon the account and created a new one, naming it the ‘Alternate Account of SuperSmith’. Since there wasn't much money on the compromised account, James wasn't upset about the breach.
Upon successfully registering the new account and linking his email, James completed the basic information and proceeded to enter Linda's stream. Just as he instinctively wanted to send a few gifts, a banner flashed across the screen.
[SuperSmith gifted Linda 50 dollars! Click to enter the livestream!]
James froze. Linda's fans inside the stream began to get excited, typing "SuperSmith" on the public chat.
Quickly opening the profile, James was astonished to discover that SuperSmith was the account he couldn't log into earlier. Someone was impersonating him!
"Have I really been hacked?" James exclaimed, puzzled as he stared at his phone. He couldn't comprehend why someone would hack an account with just a few hundred dollars left in it.
Lying on his bed, James continued to gaze at his phone, his expression reflecting deep confusion.
‘Could it be Mr. Martinez from Lumina City?’ A thought crossed his mind, but he dismissed it quickly.
The person who hacked his account wasn't utilizing his reputation to promote other streamers as expected.
Previously, Linda had mentioned that Mr. Martinez from Lumina City was the owner of a livestream company with several streamer associations under his command. He had even expressed interest in recruiting Linda into his association.
‘If Mr. Martinez is behind the hacking, he would have likely leveraged my name to promote his streamers. However, the hacker not only fails to do so but also gifts 50 dollars in Linda's stream before going offline,’ James pondered. He was left perplexed by the hacker's motives. ‘what does he hope to achieve?’
After contemplating the situation for a while with no clear answers, with Linda's stream already ended, James decided to shut off his phone and prepare for sleep.
Just then, as he was about to settle in for the night, his phone suddenly vibrated.
James glanced at his phone and noticed a voice message from Linda. He promptly opened it to listen.
"James, are you asleep? I have something exciting to tell you!" Linda's alluring voice rang through the message.
"What's up? I'm still awake!" James replied promptly in a voice message.
Just as James sent his reply, a knock echoed at the door. Hurriedly, he rose from the bed to open it, only to find Linda dressed in a sensual nightgown, standing gracefully at the doorway.
Perhaps due to the livestream being over, Linda appeared particularly enticing at that moment in her cool camisole nightdress with her alluring figure, captivating James.
"What's the matter?" James gazed at Linda in astonishment before asking with a jovial smile.
Entering James' room without hesitation, Linda sat on the bed, her smile beaming as she said, "Can you guess what it is?"
"Did you win the lottery?" James responded.
"A few days ago, someone gifted me a million, almost like winning the lottery!" Linda boasted.
"Then what's the news you want to share with me?" James queried after a brief pause.
"Take another guess. Here's a hint. It's related to my livestream!" Linda remarked, noticing his growing impatience and slight displeasure.
"About to your livestream?" James rubbed his nose.
"Yes, related to the tycoon in my stream!" Linda hinted further.
James suddenly had a premonition and asked urgently, "What is going on?"
"Why are you acting dazed? Let me just tell you!" Linda waved her hand before explaining, "Remember when SuperSmith gifted me a million in the stream a few days ago?"
"Yes, what about it?" James nodded softly. ‘How can I forget when I am SuperSmith?’ he thought.
"After SuperSmith gifted me the million in the stream, I felt guilty. So I sent him several private messages to invite him for a meal. Today, he initiated a conversation with me." Linda shouted excitedly at James.
James froze in place with sheer surprise. It dawned on him that the individual behind the account hack was not driven by the money or his account's reputation but by an interest in Linda!
"Why do you seem a bit unhappy?" Linda noticed his darkening expression and asked.
"It's nothing!" James brushed it off, his mind occupied with thoughts about the hacker and their intentions.
"This SuperSmith not only spoke to me but also added me on Facebook. Since he gifted me so much these days, what's wrong with inviting him for a meal?" Linda replied nonchalantly.
"Have you ever considered he might have other intentions towards you?" James hesitated before voicing his concerns.
"What other intentions?" Linda hesitated for a moment, then bit her lip lightly and whispered, "I feel that since SuperSmith is willing to lavish me with gifts, he must have some intentions towards me. So, I plan to meet him tomorrow. If things feel right, I don't mind giving it a shot!"
James was struck by a sense of shock. He never imagined that Linda harbored such thoughts about him and even considered starting a relationship.
However, Linda was unaware that SuperSmith was James himself and the person she was planning to meet the following day was an imposter. The hacker had stolen his identity to manipulate Linda into revealing her Facebook, aiming for a deceitful agenda.
Although James hadn't disclosed his identity to Linda, he suddenly realized that his identity had been compromised. He feared the hacker might have ulterior motives towards Linda and felt an overwhelming urge to uncover the truth to her.
Yet, James was anxious that even if he revealed himself to Linda, she would not believe he was SuperSmith. After all, in Linda's eyes, James was merely a poor nobody!
