Chapter 122 Vee’s Sidekick, Whitney’s Sidekick
Whitney’s slender fingers brushed the phone screen, her touch graceful, almost like a greeting.
In no time, streams of complex code flooded the display.
The phone shifted to a secret app, shrouded in mystery.
As the code merged, a chat–like window suddenly popped up.
Whitney started typing.
Vee: [Find a way to buy up as many Anderson family shares as possible from individual investors at rock–bottom prices while their stock is crashing.]
Vee: [Wait until the Anderson family’s stock drops further, then jump in and buy more.]
The moment Vee sent her message, an instant reply popped up on the screen.
Vee’s Fan: [Vee, you’re actually here! Where did you suddenly come from? You vanished for two whole years. Do you know how hard it’s been for me?]
Vee’s Fan: [Vee, did the Anderson family do something to offend you? Why are you looking to buy their shares now? Vee’s Fan: [Trust me on this one. Let’s not get involved with the Anderson family’s stock yet.]
In a few seconds, Vee’s Fan blew up the chat with a storm of messages and a flood of crazy memes and reaction images, all to show how excited they were.
Whitney shot back with a single question mark.
Ssues with the Anderson family lately, too. I was actually planning to mess
Vee’s Fan: [Honestly, I’ve been having some issu with them and teach them a lesson.]
Vee’s Fan: [But then I got some intel. The Anderson family messed with someone recently; someone they shouldn’t have and couldn’t afford to offend. Their stock’s probably gonna keep tanking for the next month.]
With the Anderson famil
‘The Anderson family messed with someone they really shouldn’t have?‘ Whitney wondered, her eyes narrowing.
clout in Roynfort, if a rival wanted to go after them, they’d have to think twice.
If things actually got ugly, it’d end up hurting both sides.
So unless things got re
serious, all the big players would pretend everything was fine on the surface.
‘Who could the Anderson family have possibly offended, to make Vee’s Fan think they won’t survive another month?‘ Whitney wondered.
Vee’s Fan: [Vee,
anything ourselves.]
else is already targeting the Anderson family from the shadows, we don’t really need to do
Vee’s Fan: [Did the Son family keep you locked up these past two years or something? Now that you have finally
gotten out, are you
Whitney was speechle
to start your revenge plan?]
Whitney glanced at the man still out cold on the couch.
A faint suspicion
ein
Whitney kept typing.
Vee: [It’s fine. Just
Vee’s Fan: [Since
her heart.
Said
Vee, you can count on me. I’ll get it done, no matter what!]
Whitney sent back a quick reply and logged off.
*****
Meanwhile, in the neighboring city, Charlie was super excited, typing away like crazy. But before he could hit send, the chat window with Vee suddenly disappeared from his screen.
Charlie’s hands froze.
Then he grabbed his head and howled like a drama queen.
Charlie thought, “Seriously, Vee vanished for two years, finally comes back, and she doesn’t bother to catch up with me?
‘She gave me an order and then logged off like I’m some errand boy!
‘She’s such a player. I can’t deal with it!
Chapter 122 Vee’s Sidekick, Whitney’s Sidekick
As soon as she gets what she wants, she ditches me. What a heartless woman!‘
He hugged his little yellow duck plushie, let out a dramatic howl, and chomped down on its beak.
‘I need to go online and binge watch some Wild Beauty videos, my new goddess, to soothe this heart that Vee broke, Charlie thought, feeling totally betrayed.
Still biting down on his duck plushie’s beak, Charlie scooted his butt back over to his computer.
His screen was filled with a bunch of videos, some already edited, some still in the middle of editing.
And right there, front and center, was Whitney’s face.
If anyone had been glued to the internet lately, or was obsessed with the latest stream drama, they’d instantly recognize that username on the screen.
That was the same creator who went through every camera angle, frame by frame, to catch Emily sneaking out of sight and pushing Whitney down the slope in Real Survival.
He was the one who edited the clip of Emily shoving Whitney, blew it up online, and set the record straight for Whitney. He was also the one who highlighted the scene where Emily, after scheming to make Whitney break her leg, deliberately hurt her own foot and gave herself a tiny scratch.
He showed Emily, after that little scratch, playing the victim and manipulating her brother and the crew into thinking Whitney was the one who hurt her.
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He highlighted how Whitney’s leg was covered in blood, and then later, after a casual wrap of gauze, she was back on her feet as if nothing had happened, never once using her injury as an excuse to slack off.
He also showed Emily, who had a tiny scratch that would’ve healed on its own if she’d waited a bit, wrapping it up in layer after layer of bandages, then collapsing into her brother’s arms, putting on a dramatic show.
He put all those clips side by side for a direct comparison.
After those frame–by–frame edited videos blew up online, he took the chance to start Whitney’s official fan club.
He was basically Whitney’s biggest fan, her number one stan.
Most viewers watched variety
for every tiny detail.
So it was super easy
especially livestreams, without a magnifying glass in hand, not nitpicking or hunting
a ton of li
little things to slip right past them.
What Charlie did was painstakingly comb through every guest’s stream, frame by frame, digging up all those overlooked moments and any footage of Emily and Whitney, then editing them all together.
Charlie was determined to make sure everyone saw Emily for the manipulative faker she really was.
Charlie fired up his editing software and eagerly got to work on another video.
Suddenly, his other phone started ringing.
this
It had a
Charlie
it
up
without glancing at the screen and snapped impatiently, “Who is this? Don’t you know the rules? If you
k business,
dll my guy, not me.”
Taylor?” The voice on the other end was deep and cold.
of authority.
ed his
duck plushie’s paw. “Yeah, that’s me.”
The voice on the other end asked, “You’re Whitney’s Sidekick.”
It wasn’t a question. It was a straight–up statement.
Charlie raised an eyebrow, instantly catching on. “So, you’re from the Anderson family? Here to negotiate with me?” With that, he basically owned up to it that he was the one who edited all those clips about Emily and Whitney online, the infamous Whitney’s Sidekick.
After a couple of seconds of silence, the deep voice finally spoke up. “I’m the current head of the Anderson Group, and Emily’s older brother, Brandon Anderson.”
Charlie thought, That scheming Emily’s brother?
‘So this is the mastermind behind all those online attacks on Whitney?‘
He’d been itching to track Brandon down himself.
And now, Brandon was handing himself over on a silver platter.
Chapter 122 Vee’s Sidekick, Whitney’s Sidekick
Charlie snorted. “Mr. Anderson, calling me yourself? What is this, some soap opera cliché? Gonna hand me a blank check and expect me to hand over my account?”
He totally exposed Brandon’s real intentions with that one.
Brandon went quiet for a few seconds before finally speaking, his voice icy. “You should know what happens when you cross the Anderson family.”
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