The One He Dismissed Became The One He Died For novel Chapter 85

The opposite screen instantly went black as Vera fled her stream in humiliation.

Meanwhile, Luna Atelier's viewership surged past a hundred thousand, and the chat went absolutely feral.

[Holy shit, one person just dropped nearly a hundred grand!]

[And it's a burner account with no profile pic or name. This is a literal god-tier sugar daddy.]

[Went from level 0 to 70 in two minutes?!]

[All hail the almighty Zmyyy!]

[Am I the only one noticing how chill the Luna Atelier host is? That was a hundred thousand dollars!]

[The real focus should be the Iridescent Prism Silk, it seriously looks so gorgeous.]

Claire smiled at the camera. "Thank you all for the support, and a special thanks to a certain babe for the incredible generosity. That's all for today's stream. If you're interested, hit that follow button."

Claire tapped on "Zmyyy's" profile and sent him a private message.

Miles's phone vibrated—Luna Atelier has sent you a direct message.

The man lowered his eyes and opened it.

[Thank you, sugar daddy, for dropping a hundred grand. Are you free tonight?]

Miles stared at that line of text, his gaze gradually darkening.

A second later, a breathy voice brushed right against his ear.

"So, my number one sponsor... wanna hook up?"

Claire leaned over, plucking the Bluetooth earbud from Miles's ear and whispering intimately against his skin.

"Zmyyy?"

She enunciated his ID letter by letter.

Miles's Adam's apple bobbed. He didn't confirm or deny it, just stared at her slightly flushed face looming mere inches away.

"Did you win?" he asked, his voice raspy.

"With Dr. Zimmerman here, victory was guaranteed." Her hand didn't retreat; instead, it slid smoothly to the back of his neck.

"I just feel bad making you spend so much. A hundred thousand dollars... Westhaven Village is just starting out. How long will it take me to earn that back and repay you?"

He turned his head, averting his gaze. "You don't need to repay it."

He wanted to push her away, to maintain some distance so they could talk properly.

But instead of backing off, Claire used the leverage on his arm to let her knees give out, landing right in his lap, straddling him face-to-face.

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